nature poetry

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

The Temperature Age
Temperatures Suppose be hot And young, But temperature's Suppose be cold And winter still among. Eighty degrees Fahrenheit Feel as the fountain of youth. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smith2 years ago in Poets
A vase of lilies pure and bright
A vase of lilies pure and bright A vase of lilies, soft and bright, In lilac hues that catch the light. Against the glass, the petals gleam,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Whispers at Stonehenge
Whispers at Stonehenge Beneath the hush of midnight’s veil, We stood where shadows softly fell. The stones loomed silent, worn with years,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Mystical Fish Of Fire
Mystical Fish Of Fire A fish of fire, ember-born, in cinder seas, its shape is torn. A molten eye, a flickering trace, ghost of flame in a dying place.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Lamentations At Midnight
Set me free from this lush, green grass, and glades of willow trees, they sway, they sweep, they speak to me, beneath this large dark canopy,
By April 2 years ago in Poets
Flower Girl
Introduction This is a sonnet for someone who always makes my day with her beautiful smile. It is thanks to here (My Muse) that I can write these words.The music is "The Flower Duet (Lakmé)" by Léo Delibes.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Strawberry Season
She feasts on nature's candy the red juice of it dribbling between fingers and the corners of her mouth leaving behind
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Before the Earth Was Born
Before the earth was born, I saw, Behind the thick, dark cloud of time, A mother waiting who was she? What world did she hold inside?
By Sebastian Hills2 years ago in Poets
Swallowed Sun
Swallowed Sun A hush drapes over midday’s glow, shadow creeping, measured, slow. The sun once fierce, once bright, once whole,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Never Love a Starling
You mimicked perfectly the calls of eagles, sounding like freedom, and love, a patriot cut from the same cloth that I came from,
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Dream
I can dream again I can be again My mind was locked in a prison But now they cut through Like an incision A vision Of hope?
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Red Roses for My Garden
Red Roses for My Garden Red roses bloom, a vibrant display, In my garden where memories gently sway. Each petal unfurls like the whispers of past,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets