nature poetry

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

Miranda Xhilaga11 hours ago
An Ordinary Morning in Dublin Street
... My old Maltese drags along his weak back limbs his tail follows at her doorstep, the overweight lady tries to reach for her toes as if to prove to herself that bending over is a memory of the past...
Dear Mother Earth
Dear Mother Earth, I want to apologize for what we’ve done to you; for the way humanity has used your wealth and beauty for their own gain and left you with nothing but poisoned air and dying life. We...
The Tulips Are Out
the tulips are out again in the valley, drawing swarms of people like bees with vibrant petals, whole fields turned yellow, red, purple. the tulips are out again in the valley, lined up together in co...
Yellow Tulips
I don’t trust colors. The way they dance and shiver in the morning dew, curling around the bricks in the pavement as they try to break through my peripheral— they must be up to something. To scream in...
Amanda Zylstra2 days ago
Baby Birds
I learned compassion for animals at an early age. Saving baby birds who fell out of their nest near my bedroom window and were lucky enough to land on a pile of leaves in the driveway. Not all of them...
Seasons of Life
Spring The seeds of the tree I’m about to become planted Anxiously waiting for the first sprout For the roots to come about For the first green leaf The relief of knowing summer is to come My height, ...
Olivia Rose3 days ago
Indigo
The leaves are soaked by the sun. We are open. I forgot what words tasted like. What are rainbows? Are they our imagination Are the colors our lives? If they are our lives, Then I must be indigo. I th...
Theo Sherman3 days ago
What If
We wish upon stars we know wont work. We believe in things we know aren't there, just to believe in something. And we make something out of nothing, like constellations in the sky. But what if there w...
D.A. Baldwin4 days ago
Vulture
Often he is seen as the harbinger of fear in the eyes of the people who see him - a solemn cloud, stalking the heavens above, his shadowed eyes always watching for a next meal to sate his ravenous hun...
D.A. Baldwin5 days ago
Crow
Umbratic visage, how she basks in her aerial throne with a queen’s vainglory - yet her pride is well-earned, for she is an artist among the unjudging clouds, her ebony feathers cascading to fleck the ...
D.A. Baldwin5 days ago
Eagle
snowcapped majesty, how he cleaves through the wind with an icelike demeanor—stoic and proud, fearless - it isn’t hard to see why the eagle is the symbol of freedom, for who else but he, with his gaze...
Cement
The trees are bare this time of year On the porch, having a cigarette I could be drunk, the drink plays tricks The Earth is fake with its plastic grass A woman rushes to her car The moon has conquered...
Black Pearl Eyes
Shaken in the silence, Shoved in the absence, A hollow bird flies in. He kisses her lips, Whatever shall she do? A taste of black honey. The skin crawls across the floor. A room with a stolen cradle, ...
Gladys W. Muturi18 days ago
Zen Island
Take me to a place Where I will have peace No thoughts of anger, fear, or depression So I can breathe Count to three Inhale and Exhale Relax like you're laying on a hammock Swingin gently left and rig...
Jacob Jackson19 days ago
Odyssey of Dreams
Stars die, yet shine brightly across the darkest regions of space, Their light travelling across eternity, To the very sparkles that shine our night sky, That guide the ships on their journeys home, T...
Violet P. Davies19 days ago
Twilight Haiku
Indigo canvas Speckled with playful pinpricks Of brilliant white light Full moon majesty Hangs heavy, while startled sky Blinks in glaring light Deep black silhouettes Barely catch the bold moon rays ...
Nature
Nature. A world wonder on its own. Its beauty being captured by many on a daily basis. The breathtaking sight of a sunrise or sunset. The smell of blooming roses in a garden of an old lady. How can so...
Rasma Raisters23 days ago
Spring Has Sprung
I walked beneath, a sky as blue, as the deep blue sea, as blue as sparkling sapphires, while the sun brightly smiles down. My feet kept, upon the path, to see that I didn’t, trample upon the bright, c...