An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Last night the moon filled my senses as I sat on the step and I told the stars my problems under his bright gaze they were dimmed by his brimming
By Colleen Walters5 months ago in Poets
At 5:54 this morning I came out of the house singing I noticed movement at the end of the driveway A critter was slowly moving my way
By Denise E Lindquist5 months ago in Poets
Lost Souls To The Ocean They are not counted in the way the living are, No record held to keep their names in place, Only the sea knowing who it has taken,
By βΏ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
When summer's retreat kisses the treetops with fire When bright chilly mornings are filled with pine cones and crunchy leaves
By L.C. SchΓ€fer5 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my first attempt at a Sedoka, and poetic form introduced to me by Loryne Andawey and you can read the definition here.
By Mike Singleton π Mikeydred 5 months ago in Poets
A sunset painted its canvas the waning blue sky splashed with golds yellows and pinks swaths of blue-violet-grey clouds
Wooden armchair squeaks at the brink of dusk A Mother feeds a child on the porch, straight from a flask *** On the wall, dances the shadow cast by the candlelight
By George Roast5 months ago in Poets
I went outside to see if I could catch a glimpse of the full moon barefoot and in a t-shirt the night air chilled my bones and I felt bumps raise on my arms
By Felix McCann5 months ago in Poets
So, once again β out of nowhere β itβs May Day! Once again: we were still in February, or focused moment-by-moment in April β ORβ¦ Or we were already looking ahead to June. Uhhβ¦ hrm.
By Gabriel B. Shames5 months ago in Poets
Dear May, Bluebonnets bloom beside blue poppies striving to open early. Berries form, only we must wait for Augustβs hands.
By Andrea Corwin 5 months ago in Poets
darkness, night sky glittering with stars and streetlights the moon peeks from behind her blanket of clouds she flirts with me
By Alys Revna5 months ago in Poets
https://vocal.media/poets/what-the-robin-knows - Inspired this: You left me, abandoned, Alone and lonely. No one understands me,
By Ruth Stewart5 months ago in Poets
