nature poetry

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

Spinoza Underwater
“To see everything from the perspective of eternity” -B. Spinoza I want to live underwater. It seems so peaceful and serene, what an experience that would be. I can’t. I am limited by my Nature; limit...
Mya Mei3 months ago
Weather Poem
It's hot, yet cloudy and dull. But loud with thunder, the storms will come. With this shitty weather, in England. The sun looks radiant today, might go for a walk on this beautiful day. 18° 19° 20° Th...
Elizabeth Nabret3 months ago
Savanna
And at first I pictured the impenetrable heat of lands long wasting beneath the eyes of an angry astral god, Unloving—casting pieces of skeleton carelessly like fishing line Ripples moving rapidly acr...
Haley Vandyke3 months ago
There's Something in the Water
There's a pond in the back of my home. The water looks like glass today and I am all alone. I stare silently at the still surface, a sensation of serenity spills over me. I cannot see the fish beneath...
Chloe Hague3 months ago
The Sun and the Storm
There is a storm brewing. I see it in the distance. I smell it in the air. I hear it on the wind. The chilly breeze that swirls the green water of the pond also shakes the Autumn leaves from the trees...
Airiel Barrientos3 months ago
Panamá
It is 18:30. I’ve spent the last 4 minutes having a heart attack after realizing I was standing in a bed of ants. I guess that’s what long socks and boots are for. Now I’m standing on a rock writing t...
Bethy Faber3 months ago
Autumn Trees
The bustle of people The rustle of the wind Oh the autumn trees Some blue paints the sky With hues of red and orange Oh the autumn trees The golden light The emboldened colours Oh the autumn trees Wit...
E. NATASHA3 months ago
Nature's Secrets
Green palace calls you Into the soul to deeper place Listen to the secret sound Which is inside you On a white misty road Listen so closely Unread real eternity It may be gone Spend time to realize A ...
Shweta Devgan3 months ago
Sun and Moon
One day Sun decided to teach Moon, Said dear darling Moon I will empower you with knowledge which will make you shine, You will shine so brightly that people will love you, Moon began to shine and peo...
Katerina James3 months ago
Summer Wish
I wish it was summer... I wish it was stunning outside, the heat on your skin and the slight cold chill of air I wish we're on summer vacation Working to earn money, spending that money on vacation A ...
Haley Vandyke3 months ago
I Watched a Leaf Fall
I watched a leaf fall off the tree and flutter to the ground. Its scarlet color slightly stained with little spots of brown. I watched a leaf fall on the dirt, and thought it was like me. Because it l...
Mitch H3 months ago
Nature Poems
The fields become cluttered, From the harsh prairie breeze When the leaves change color; When they fall from the trees The critters they shiver, This wicked cold they do hate These three months can be...
Haley Vandyke3 months ago
The Waterfall
Waves crash And foam bubbles It fills me with serenity. The bank soft and sandy, Invites me to its bed Where I contemplate eternity. I think of God All knowing and all powerful He listens to our pleas...
Haley Vandyke3 months ago
Lamentations of a Lady
There was a little lady bug, As harmless as can be. She wanted somebug to love her, But couldn’t find any you see. She left the safety of her home to look for someplace new. She went as far as her lad...
How the Woods Sin
The walk, the view, the thought of the woods carry a rich feeling A warm comfort adjusted to become eerie once within its temple The depth of the silent woods hold a desolated tone as if longing for a...
Erica M3 months ago
Mellow
The wind blows, the rain falls. The sky darkens, the birds chirp. All the sounds of nature fill my room. I watch how the flowers bloom. I quiet my mind. I meditate. Now I am completely relaxed. Feelin...
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Christine Poling3 months ago
Fields
I only have one. I'm not blocked by roofs, awnings, or sills because I can see the whole of things... The way the blue stretches over the glass sphere like a stretch of sheet. The feathered, delicate ...
Isabelle Dubé3 months ago
I Am but I Am Not
Foolishly mad to try ashamed sheepish ignominious So do we feel So do we act Impossible to elucidate this bewitching social orchestra like a gri-gri Frankly K.O Master me no longer exists Master me is...