nature poetry

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

Herne The Hunter
Introduction This is my hundredth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's amazing and mystical artwork. This is a Dizain "The Art Of The Glittering Fox" is now available worldwide on your local Amazon store.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Poets
I'm Tired
Where is my joy Oh boy I am not a toy Get up, get out of bed I am not a sleepy head ~ What if I was a toy A barbie doll oyy
By Denise E Lindquist5 months ago in Poets
The Narrow Sea
There’s a stretch of water that never truly rests. Even when it looks calm, something underneath is watching, waiting. The Strait of Hormuz,
By Nelo5 months ago in Poets
Whispers Between Silence and Stars
There is a place where the world forgets its noise, where time loosens its grip and breath becomes softer, slower, almost sacred.
By salarkhan5 months ago in Poets
Christian Poetry: "Sonflower (Reach for You)"
I wrote the following poem in contemplating how sunflowers stretch toward the light and how we similarly can turn our faces toward THE light of the world, Jesus Christ:
By Heather Clark5 months ago in Poets
r e t u r n
sacred arch splits sky piercing through a distant veil— the eagle returns **** Our extended family's cabin on Whidbey Island is also home to a family of Bald Eagles. They chatter at us from the Cedars, dive in the Sound for salmon, and play around in their own wild way. It's a joy to share space with them.
By Kristen Balyeat5 months ago in Poets
Haiku Day 2026
A writer on this amazing platform made it known today was Haiku day, and I loooooove Haikus! I cannot go to bed without honoring the day with my own. Haikus being so short are an ever reminder that beauty, truth, meaning can be found in the small!
By Victoria Yadira5 months ago in Poets
Magpie
What is this magic? A magpie on the tree tops Waiting for the Sun.
By Susan Fourtané 5 months ago in Poets
The Light at the Back of the Raindrop
Catch some fractured light if you can of no size, no distance, and of no real existence, and hold it in your hearts. The light at the back of the raindrop
By Natalie Wilkinson5 months ago in Poets
Psychic is My Voice
Psychic is My Voice There are currents running through my mind, Not mine alone, yet I carry them, Signals that arrive without warning,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Warm sunshine saves my fuel bill
Warm sunshine saves my fuel bill Warm sunshine, fall into this room, Stretch out your light across these walls, Push back the weight, the quiet gloom,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Within
It startles starlings A primal scream from within The bricks and mortar * In honour of International Haiku Day, April 17.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Poets