An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Both, anguish or joy What do you say, who am I? Face manifesto ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
By Diana6 months ago in Poets
“I am vehement” Taxidermy Totem of hunting trophies Stare!
2 Samuel 18:33 KJV(i) 33 And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!
I have not been able to sleep Last night I crawled to bed And lay there Staring at the Ceiling My hernia Would Not Let
By Sam Spinelli6 months ago in Poets
under olive tree bees buzzing on lavender peace and calm within It was so amazing to sit under an olive tree beside a patch of lavender, listening to the
By Seema Patel6 months ago in Poets
The Jigsaw Ocean The ocean came to me in pieces, scattered like thoughts I could not gather, each wave a fragment of something broken,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
She turns her gaze to heaven’s light, Too bright to face, too fierce, too white. She looks instead to fields of gold, Where life is warm, and hands are old.
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.6 months ago in Poets
Leprous mouth like the moth front the light, I dared to open the throat of my chasm shameless riping apart my guts Uttering vibrations of your breath
Traveler of Worlds Beyond I walked where the sky forgets its name, through doors that opened without a sound, past stars that bled into one another,
joyful sun, moon, then stars pure childhood innocence outlasting every growing pain wishes
By Tina D. Lopez6 months ago in Poets
toxic deceitful bloom bouquet of trickery beautiful insincerity false love
“A thing of beauty is a joy forever,” wrote John Keats in his 1818 poem 'Endymion'. Its words still hold true, always will.
