nature poetry

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

love is a tree
a tree, ancient, and ever growing; its roots bury itself in the earth and refuse to let go. from this tree sprouts forth a forest,
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
Wither and Fade
Don’t give me things that wither and fade Give me the grass that has strong blades Give me a song that draws me hither Don’t dither and doubt
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Allen Ginsberg: Voice of the Beat Generation
Early Life and Influences Born on June 3, 1926, in Newark, New Jersey, Irwin Allen Ginsberg grew up in a family steeped in literary and cultural consciousness. His father, Louis Ginsberg, was a poet and high school teacher, while his mother, Naomi, was a politically active member of the Communist Party and suffered from severe mental illness, including paranoid schizophrenia. Naomi’s struggles profoundly influenced Ginsberg's work, particularly in his haunting poem Kaddish, which chronicles her life and death with heartbreaking candor.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Elizabeth Bishop (1911–1979): A Master of Precision and Observation
Early Life and Education Elizabeth Bishop was born on February 8, 1911, in Worcester, Massachusetts. Her childhood was marked by tragedy and instability. Her father died when she was just eight months old, and her mother suffered from mental illness, leading to her institutionalization when Bishop was only five years old. As a result, Bishop was raised by various relatives, spending much of her childhood in Nova Scotia, Canada, and Massachusetts. This sense of displacement and the search for a sense of home became recurring themes in her poetry.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
T.S. Eliot (1888–1965): A Visionary Poet of the Modernist Era
Early Life and Background Eliot was born on September 26, 1888, in St. Louis, Missouri, into a prominent family with New England roots. His early education was shaped by his family’s emphasis on intellectual achievement and religious values. After attending Harvard University, Eliot studied philosophy at the Sorbonne in Paris and later at Merton College, Oxford. His transatlantic upbringing and education exposed him to a wide array of cultural and intellectual traditions, which would deeply influence his work.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Sylvia Plath (1932–1963): A Profound Voice in Confessional Poetry
Life and Background Sylvia Plath was born on October 27, 1932, in Boston, Massachusetts, to Otto Plath, a German-born professor of entomology, and Aurelia Schober Plath, a second-generation Austrian-American. Her early years were marked by academic brilliance and creativity, but also by emotional challenges. Plath’s father died when she was just eight years old, a loss that deeply affected her and became a recurring theme in her poetry.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Succinct
It started with a smile Sealed with a wink Oh, to be succinct How do you put all your love into one day When it’s as broad as a rainbow
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
At the Capital of Virginia
Above the James, Is the Foundation of our Commonwealth, The Capital Square in Richmond, The lawn so green, The building so large,
By April Denise Stuart2 years ago in Poets
The day the floods came
The Day the Floods Came The sky split open, grey and vast, A swollen river of clouds amassed. The earth, once firm, began to weep,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The soldier will catch a snowflake in his palm...
The signs are forgotten, the weather is raging, Winter forgot to grab her outfit; And autumn has reigned for half a year now, The rains are tirelessly and long noisy. The New Year is walking around the planet in galoshes, A new day is spinning from a ray of sun; It applauds loudly in its hands, Having sent rainy adversities into the shade. But I want to see winter pictures, To slide down a high mountain on a sled, To catch miracle snowflakes with mittens In delight with this cheerful game. And somewhere, tired of shooting and hardships, A soldier will catch a snowflake in his palm; And in this short moment of happiness He will forget about the bitterness of terrible losses; He will forget that yesterday at dawn His friend died from excruciating wounds, Having melted in a moment just like this, Which, perhaps, was given for happiness.
By Arfiya khan 2 years ago in Poets
The Day the Sky Fell Down
The Day the Sky Fell Down The clouds hit earth; Bang all met their doom, the day the sky fell to the ground. No other earth.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Unpretentious Ties of Love. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Sprouts fall, a red deluge, Hearts accessory is ready. Laughs rehashing where mates meet, Spirits join; the world is agog.
By SUPRIYA2 years ago in Poets