nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

Forest Flamenco
Arms swaying, High and proud. Sexy covering, Bright and loud. * Moves designed Bends refined. Fluttering flurry Motions blurry.
By Julie Lacksonen4 months ago in Poets
imperfect vision
chart a course for i am the change in the wind a decision not made on a whim victory and success are coming in and the higher i sore
By ⸘jason alan‽4 months ago in Poets
Persephone’s Summer
Persephone, returned now an entire season, Raises temperatures higher and higher Scorching forests and crops across the land
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 months ago in Poets
Hit The Road
Hit The Road The engine hummed beneath the sky, As distant fields rolled drifting by, A restless heart could wait no more,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Summer's Bride
Here she comes, dressed in white Blushing, she’s a beautiful sight Eyes in the shade of Alexandrite She rules the day without a fight
By Mother Combs4 months ago in Poets
Tailtiu
Introduction This is my thirteenth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful and inspirational artwork. Tailtiu or Tailltiu (Old Irish; modern spelling: Tailte) is the name of a presumed goddess from Irish mythology. The goddess's name is linked to Teltown (Old Irish Óenach Tailten) in Co. Meath, site of the Óenach Tailten.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 months ago in Poets
A Man from the Trees
I went to the trees, and I asked them to send me a man. A man, I begged, that could love me for me, a leader, a scholar, a family.
By Alys Revna4 months ago in Poets
Rubixs, The Turtle
A feather pillow screams while the stuffed artificial blend holds your neck like the crook of a lover’s arm without pinched nerves
By Michele Nampalli4 months ago in Poets
6/1/26
We bathed in midday’s light Swooned in the afternoon As the light died to the night we took flight Before we knew it Morning came with no warning
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
double or nothing
sovereignty on the page syntax reclaimed and cluttered with details growth doesn't always come with age indeterminant, turbulent outcomes
By ⸘jason alan‽4 months ago in Poets
Noah and His Ark
Noah and His Ark The clouds gathered above the earth, Heavy with judgment yet unseen, The skies grew darker day by day, Beyond what any man had dreamed.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
The Sentience of Trees. Top Story - June 2026.
Do you suppose that trees are grateful souls, And bless the land on which they firmly stand? Will trees thank cloud for water that it doles,
By Julie Lacksonen4 months ago in Poets