An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
All good things must come to rest, Like evening skies that turn to crest. The laughter fades, the warmth recedes, And time unravels all our needs.
By Glacier Heart2 years ago in Poets
In shadows deep, where streetlights fade, A boy was born in a world mislaid. The sirens sang, the cold winds blew, A life of struggle he never knew.
Apollo Creed, a champion born to fight, In the ring, he dazzled with power and might. A king of the canvas, so proud, so bold,
Who can I vent too Roads are narrow love is lost Mind is cluttered who can I vent too Stories changes face changes Roads are narrow
Ballad of the Spring In the gentle breath of April's air, Where buds unfurl and life's fair, There sings a ballad, soft and clear,
By Poetic Phlox 2 years ago in Poets
The Keeper of Time Tree It stands alone, yet never apart, with wisdom carved in it’s heart. Its branches stretch like open arms,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Days the Clouds Went Dirty The days the clouds went dirty gray, The sunshine packed and ran away. The trees stood still, the birds took flight,
The Mad Dogs Howl The mad dogs howl, they dine on flesh, Their feast is warm, their grip is fresh. Through shattered doors and broken glass,
Sitting in the middle of the room, legs crossed, headphones in Drowning in the sea of color below me Swimming in rhythms
By Slgtlyscatt3red2 years ago in Poets
Drifting slow in autumn’s air, a golden touch that makes vision so blind. Like fingers lost, then intertwined, as whispers dance and float somewhere.
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
The dream of samsara.... The flowers fell on the dampa The footsteps that were trampled The river is now shaped The mischievous we saw
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
As you read the poem, enjoy the song that inspired the image, which, in turn, inspired the words. Midnight madness In glorious gladness
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
