nature poetry

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

Miquela Wallace2 months ago
A Mother's Love
The day you were born, you shook the earth. The moment, I saw you my eyes lit up with joy. I know from that moment, I'd do anything to keep you safe. I loved teaching you the ways of our kind. I loved...
Miquela Wallace2 months ago
The Last of My Kind
Imagine a world, of lush gardens. Bright Green ferns overlaying beautiful pristine waters. Flowers of every hue, bowing in worship to the sun. Breathe in the fresh scent of nature. Sweet honeysuckle a...
Autumn Brown2 months ago
Way Out Where the Redwoods Grow
How magnificent those giants are! Towering tall in effort to reach a star. Sway gracefully in the breeze, Creaking ominously as the wind flees. Oh just to climb this enormous column! His poise is alwa...
Kings Loyalty 2 months ago
Bee Beauty
The sky is pale as a dandelion, my blood is red as the heart you place on my chest, to revive me from all the sadness that swarmed around me; like a hive of disturbed 🐝 with no smoke to calm them. Be...
K_the Graeae2 months ago
Our Family Tree
There it stands. The guardian of our house Your trunk and branches Beautifully painted with shades of natures wear Your leaves changing from yellow, green, to brown With branches reaching towards the ...
Kye Earley2 months ago
Grow
Here I hide, underneath dirt fertilized and doused in water. I am still a seed, staring up at the surface from my indent. "Grow," she urges, wiping muddy and tattered gloves across her face. Sprigs of...
Mia Lynn2 months ago
Rotten
Rotten Apple Too Early Bitter Bitch Really Contrasting Mixture Feeling Smooth Skin Waxy Texture Seeing Blight Dull Mushy Color Too Long In The Light Now Wormy Smelling Rotten Irritated Of Time Forgott...
Lissie Bull2 months ago
Wintry Sun
Silence as felt in the still place with snow muffling any sound trees silhouetted by the sun as all is sparkling around dark branches fringed by shining twigs looking like a shimmering white beard sun...
Alina Luke2 months ago
The Blossoming Flower
There once was a flower that was withering. The petals started to come off one by one, floating down onto the ripples of the river, slowly, but surely, treading along faster and faster. With the speed...
Abbey Sutton2 months ago
Sighs of Earth
Breathing deeply I listen, smiling as the breeze caresses my face. The wind makes my lungs seem cavernous as the sighs of the earth echo inside. Traversing my soul's corridors, the wind whips away the...
Tony Martello2 months ago
Neo
Hello, I'm Neo and if you have found me you are near a gold mine of sweet treasure Aunt Jemima's call for breakfast Canada's symbol of life and the most popular hockey team A North American black bear...
Tony Martello2 months ago
Life Elixir
Chlorophyll your brain with a light transformation Into glucose A sugary delight That signals every leaf to open up And capture vibrational light To convert more energy into sugar A sweet sap for the ...
Daisy
Sprouting from the seeds That lay beneath the leaves A child rests, so dainty Grows for all to see Her mother shines above Nurtures her with lots of love With every night she passes Comes morning dawn...
Benedict Laub2 months ago
Vapor and Dust
She curls her sandy thighs around the marshes And ruffles herons’ feathers With a salty sigh. Pining for her distant lover, She laps and whispers of her hunger To the uncaring shore. Love might curdle...
Alexia Villanueva2 months ago
The Flower of Envy
There once was a flower that envied all flowers it wished it could sing it wished it could talk it wished it could fly in the world up above for it was every color it could wish it envied the moons th...
Michelle Frank2 months ago
It's Coming
Sitting here watching the sky turn grey, with the promise of the snow storm that is on its way. We feel a chill deep in our bones, even though we are safe and warm in our homes. Mother Nature is ready...
Gabriel Garcia2 months ago
Our Own Ways
Like old times, we conversed amongst Jackson palms; but this night was different, it was more like meeting you for the first time. When I looked into your eyes, someone else was looking back. You once...
All That I Am
I am an artistic soul, With an eye for the world In a way you might not see, But it makes my days a little brighter. I am a musical soul, Hearing the tune of the Earth When I wake up to when I go to s...