nature poetry

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

Autumn Brown41 minutes ago
What the Robin Sings of
The early morning dawn shown softly over the countryside The flowers waved unified, like the ocean tide. Its rays warmed the dew wet grass The bugs flew 'round in an unorganized mass. The willow waved...
At Night
it’s not that there isn't sound it’s a hallowed sound a head full of thoughts humming low like static on a radio the heartbeat of the house maybe it’s breathing or walking banging pipes, running water...
Tony Martello8 days ago
She, Like the Wolf
Fierce, pure, and monogamous, she is a keeper of death to bring forth new life. Her long and slender legs cascade with white laden-fur all the way down to her large paws-much bigger than any courtyard...
Imani- Amour9 days ago
The Snow Must Go On
Right, I watch through window the slow snowy miracle plain white flakes glide down graceful, effortlessly prominent, poised and purposeless in their silent left-right gliding descent to the ground wit...
Hello, December
Hello, December, how’ve you been? It’s been a while since we caught up; we should spend some time together. Let’s stand outside wrapped in scarves and mittens catching snowflakes on our tongues while ...
Catie Consolo10 days ago
Mama, Who Bore Me
I am not a bad person I am not selfish Even if I am, it is a normal stage in my development I will grow from here I need encouragement You give advice and ridicule and rage You are hurt That part is m...
Zoe Carty14 days ago
Three Birds, Floating
Three birds, floating Up above. In solace clouds (so high up they seem to be floating Higher and higher into their clouded haven) Where you and I cannot yet go. Floating up On silver strings, Into Hea...
Eden Greager17 days ago
Everything Is as It Should Be
Leaves of green and mystery branches Stories that hide from young to old Sunsets of orange, purple and yellow Birds softly chirping from the trees Children laughing, faces passing Everything is as it ...
Caleb Johnson19 days ago
Pebbles
Pebbles, not sand, hindered their feet. Drenched souls, so cold, yet passion they meet. Every cloud, every drop, meant to be. Just as truthful, in love, nearly. Lust is the way in which they went, No ...
Jennine Donier20 days ago
Moon Games
Moon Games Copyright: October 13, 2007 The Harvest moon began its rise in dusk of eves sky; An orb of soft colored gold, It arose big and bold. As I made my way homeward it began to play hide "n" seek...
Jennine Donier20 days ago
Autumn Arrivals
Autumn Arrivals By Jen Donier Copyright September 22, 2014 Summer has faded and slipped away Brilliant Autumn has come to play Geese are winging in vee's to the south Hunting season for turkey, pheasa...
Jessica Blanco20 days ago
Season of Change
Each curl blown back by a cool autumn breeze, She's running, toes sifting through each green blade, The cool autumn air brings her back to ease, As she lets go of each mistake she's made. She's growin...
E. NATASHA21 days ago
A Wild Flower
Starts again in the morning Voice, face and your choice Where outside body in the soul Perfect picture as your beginning A journey to the land of love Naked soul is a must read They won't tell you fai...
Skye/Fairy Pond
Across the water, By the Bay of Portree, Where stand many a fairy mound, And up a small stream, Beside a few-troden path, Lays a small pond and waterfall, Claimed by the Fair Folk. The water there flo...
Loch Ness
Dark is the sky Darker the water Waves lap against the shore, The slightest of sounds, Amid an eerie calm. Gray is the sky, As it's reflected in the water. A deep abyss, That masquerades as a lake, Ke...
Violet P. Davies23 days ago
Liquid Gold
The swing seat on the verandah The most demure kind of fun You swung by, hoping you could land her And found her poised to perfection Perched side saddle with a glimmer in her eye That said you could ...
Jaden Bleu24 days ago
Delicious Moments
Just sit back and watch the landscape take shape, like a drape that is lifted, or an old-timey roll film tape. Take the delicious moment to stop and stare, if you truly care for nature's artwork and d...
Violet P. Davies24 days ago
Autumn Haiku
The turning begins And I start breathing faster October excites Pink trees! Pink trees! Pink! Ivy changes colour too! So much new to me Grass glows greener yet With a slick varnish of rain And pulsati...