nature poetry

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

Lana Broussard14 hours ago
Castaways
Viva! The shout escapes as we relearn the language of sea nymphs and tiger sharks entrapped in a world of maroon sunsets and eternity Shipwrecked with forests of coconut trees it's a bad time to learn...
Kezia Flaherty2 days ago
See as My Ears Hear My Eyes
a casted midnight shadow a whispering morning light that of which song plays has blinded my ears that sees its beautiful sound when it comes to silence my eyes and I listen to these things I envision ...
Lana Broussard3 days ago
Hibernate
An afternoon deep in the throes of winter a soft blanket strewn onto a plaid sofa in a room quiet enough to hear the moaning winter the gathering storm plots each flake of drifting snow each drop of f...
Homesick
In July, flying high, a patchwork appears Bold chartreuse pieced with deeper green The canola's in flower, in its goldenrod hour And now you're home, to let it know it's been seen Inhale the blessed d...
Lana Broussard4 days ago
Digging to China
The day the sinkhole gave way it was partly cloudy with 73% humidity it formed on the asphalt at the mouth of the alley where the prickly cactus was promising peek-a-boo yellow blooms and who knew, ri...
The Gentle Flow
Like a river, time moves on One day I will forget her All the things that had gone wrong And all the good together Now the pain swells like rapids But will become gentle stream Such is just the way of...
Moon Gazing
Looking at the moon up high Hoping someone else sees it Gazing at the same night sky Just sitting, staring a bit Clouds pass by, I feel alive I am not alone really Other people see this thrive Admirin...
Green and Gold Haiku
I've caught spring fever I sweat it out all alone Cursed travelers April is in my mistress' face, but May may not Flower readily Petite crocus groves Ye care not for my omens Simply sprout and be Hidi...
Sydney Scarlet7 days ago
Cloud Watching
Do you ever wonder why the snow falls, on days you need it most? Or how the sky can split open and break down into tears? Like the angels know you are vulnerable, so they can be as well. The sky is fu...
Cuppa To Go7 days ago
Dreaming of Ocean Spirits
The peach sound of the river along with the smooth waves of the tide. What more can I want? The water showing off its shine in the dark blue sky, as the moon smiles at me from above. The clear air of ...
Glenda Stevens11 days ago
H2O
Water is Powerful. It connects us even through the distance of space & time travelling seeping through the earth soaring into space as we immerse ourselves into restful sleep so does water seep into the earth only to mystically rise like tiny warriors working their way through Mother Earth Cleansing feeding nurturing caring & as we rise to dewdrops of mystery we see them having returned to form into majestic clouds of watering fountains blanketing our existence...so dance dance dance in the rain...
Zoe Mize11 days ago
Let's Move to Tennessee
Where the stars shine a little brighter, Where the grass is a little greener With her floral forests of sprites and spirits Dancing around in dresses of ferns and flowers Ever present, the enchanting ...
Katrina Thornley12 days ago
Sweet Strength
Some days Require you to be soft, Flower petals in the warmth Sweet scents filling nostrils– Other days You have to be the sun– So scorching all shrivel beneath you, Singing nose hairs with the proof ...
Grace says hello14 days ago
The Forest
When you think of the forest, do you think of pine trees? Or the smell after a rain? The deep rich smell of the earth? Do you feel the wind blowing past you and the trees? Do you feel the earth move w...
Walking It Out
Oftentimes I walk alone To listen to my musings Taking in all around me Looking for all the new things Gazing at the world around The things, places, and people This is what I most worship Where I wou...
Savannah Aichem17 days ago
Eternally Human
When dawn glides over the ocean, and first manages to kiss the shore. what will be the first thought on your mind? Your love, your passion, maybe quiet solitary self reflection? When the moon manages ...
Rowan Finley18 days ago
What If Chocolate Cake Was Served on Lily Pads?
What if chocolate cake was served on lily pads? What a sight that would be! The frogs and gators would all be in a hustle and a bustle to get the first bite of the scrumptious chocolaty cake, as it wo...
Katrina Thornley18 days ago
Nature's Explosion
The pixelated mess Transformed the natural Blurring trees With the metal And crumbling the structure Created by ritual. We believed a return Would come with Changing tides And the growth Of the moon W...