nature poetry

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

Virginia Boena month ago
The Gift
Life is hard but tis a gift as well. The gift is more than life, it is the beauty of nature itself. The way nature doth appear it does take my breath away to breathe into the breeze. The way nature bl...
Brown sugara month ago
Emotions
Emotions rising. Emotions clashing. You got to quite the emotional storm. Even though you are feeling torn and you’re starting to feel scorn. But, you know you got to be reborn. The world 🌎 can be a ...
Cheryl Ea month ago
Allure of the Ocean
The allure of the ocean is thrilling Waves crashing, wind bellowing The glare of the sun on the crystal sea Saltwater splashing against the legs Compelled to run towards it with gusto Jump, dance, enj...
Lavender Jonesa month ago
Summer Air
Summer the time when love is easy. where butterflies float on the breezes. The trees are green and you hear, the buzzing sounds of the Bee Queen. The time when childhood is at its purest. The clean wa...
Ashlyn Leidy2 months ago
Outside the Window
Outside the window, I stare into the deep darkness before me. The condensation coats the outside of the sturdy panes. A force of nature has just passed through. It has left the earth weeping and waili...
Cheryl E2 months ago
Indulge
Indulge in a simple pleasure Run barefoot in the rain Stand under a water fall Walk down a country lane Go skinny dipping in the lake Chase fire flies at night Dance with the one you love By the golde...
Cheryl E2 months ago
Barefoot in the Rain
It's raining, it's pouring Others run for shelter But I am adoring the blissfulness of the droplets touching my skin Splish splash as I skip like a child My bare feet making contact with the earth So ...
Wren Donato2 months ago
A Comfort Scent
Almost nothing (Or what might be considered nothing Despite its own distinct notes) But crisp And reminiscent of autumn Even during the lengthening of days Cold and fulfilling Entering my lungs And wi...
Amber Gant2 months ago
Ode to the Sea
Trinidad speaks to me with a strong roar followed by a soft whisper it calls me home. Waves rise up in the powerful ocean curling inward looking deep within itself. Displaying its beauty shining as cl...
Stuart Crossley2 months ago
The Last Shall Be First
Nocturnal in its radience is the bloom that shall bathe in the sunlight. Algae surrounds forms they cast themselves around the surface. I know I shall bathe when the Sun shall arise Night sounds; fear...
Fourth Wall 2 months ago
The Forest
The air wasn't quiet, it was filled with songs and calls; but there was something that matched the hazy and gloomy tones. You could hear it just underneath the noise if you stopped and listened below....
Rowan Finley2 months ago
Delicate Dainties
Rain fell like an upside down ocean on the tin roof The chorus of raindrops sang all day Their voices were comforting and therapeutic Delighted to just be home and relaxed Rose petals embraced and rep...
Stuart Crossley2 months ago
How Real Is That Which We See?
An image or a shadow? What do you see? What do you see, when you stare in the 'mirror'? the mirror of reflection. ~ So now the reflection can truly be seen Do you see: An image or a shadow? ~ Musing i...
Violet P. Davies2 months ago
In Transit
The budding leaves look like they've already dried up outside my window The crocuses are glad that they don't have to push their way out through snow And as for me, I've locked myself up in this cozy ...
Shaun Zombie2 months ago
Beautiful Marble
Oh look at you Gorgeous as you float in never ending darkness Uncommon Known by many a name Terra Tellus Gaia Earth Goddess You are the only one of your kind known to man Yet like the beings that walk...
+m 2 months ago
Dragon with a Rooster Crest
It was the beginning of autumn. I remember the air. It was still a bit syrupy with a hint of crispness. Like a fine apple crumble. My body was in need of motion. The ascent was slow, but the trail was...
Ricky Roffey2 months ago
An Empty Space Among the Trees
Darkness falls upon the leaves, a hollow echo in the breeze, that distant rumble of machines with an empty space among trees. Silhouettes in the moonlight, gather round to examine their new-found barr...
Sarah Ellen Hewitt2 months ago
Spring Sunrise
The spring sunrise wraps her warmth around me–illuminating my skin in hues of crimson and golden-brown. As she rises from her winter slumber, her silhouette stretches across the bedroom walls, forming...