nature poetry

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

Witchy Woman
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
On Renewals, Springtime
The ice on the river is breaking. First a whisper, then a crack, then a thousand silvered pieces drifting toward somewhere new.
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
Whispering Shadows
The sun still shines, yet feels so cold,The world moves on—so I’ve been told.Yet here I sit, with vacant eyes,A prisoner beneath the skies.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Foraging
I dig through the earth promises of remedies live in the dirt and bloom amongst leaves ancient medicine from holy days
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
A Piece of Sky
I dreamed I caught a piece of sky, I was worried that it may fall. I held it tenderly in my hands, Placed it in a crystal ball.
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
Ink & Soul
Some people speak their truth out loud. I write mine in ink. There’s something about a blank page that listens better than the world ever could. It doesn’t judge, doesn’t interrupt it just waits. And so, I fill it with the things I can’t say out loud. My joys, my fears, the moments that broke me, and the ones that put me back together. Each word, each line, is a piece of me sometimes messy, sometimes clear, but always real.
By Astone Zulu2 years ago in Poets
What Silence Told Me
Silence has a way of speaking, louder than words ever could. I learned this the hard way, in the spaces between conversations, in the pauses that stretched too long, and in the goodbyes that never needed to be said.
By Astone Zulu2 years ago in Poets
"Unmatched Love"
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Rahul who lived in a small village. He was an ordinary boy, but there was something unique about him, an inspiration that set him apart from others. Rahul was not particularly attractive, but his eyes held a charm that touched people's hearts. He dreamed of a true love, a love that would change his life forever.
By MD Alhaz Hossen2 years ago in Poets
Two Support Systems
One evening as I stood watching the sun setting, creating a awesome view along the mountains ranges, I saw a tall tree standing confidently, even as the darkness is approaching. The tree drew my attention. It is well nourished and healthy and have many branches and leaves.
By Irene Mugang Narewec 2 years ago in Poets
The Silent Struggle A Man’s Untold Pain
A Man’s Burden He says I’m fine with a smile painted on his face but deep in his eyes a century old sorrow hides. He walks with steady steps
By Adnan Rasheed2 years ago in Poets
Giant Panda. Top Story - March 2025.
March 16 is National Panda Day, so I thought I would write about them. 🐼 eating most of the day, using your pseudo-thumbs, your sole diet of bamboo fills you up, as you deliberately munch most hours of the day
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
The Holdra
Footsteps in the moss I trod upon logs fallen in rivers of mud and slash through gossamer spun webs of giant spiders slung across fanning
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets