nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Whispers of the soul
In the silent chambers of the heart's domain, Whispers of the soul softly proclaim. In murmurs faint, they weave a tale, Of dreams untold and memories frail.
Gershom ronoPublished 2 months ago in PoetsWhispers of the Earth: Verses of Verdant Love
Mother Nature's Embrace In verdant fields where wildflowers bloom, With gentle hands, she crafts each room, A tapestry of green and gold,
Echoes of the Forgotten Forest
In the heart of the forgotten forest, Where shadows dance with the ancient trees, Whispers of the past linger in the air, Telling tales of lost civilizations and mysteries.
Raj’s VocalPublished 2 months ago in PoetsBluebird in Winter
Little summer bird, who forgot to leave on time, leaves one day behind. Soaring in the sky, Sialia Mexicana, singing summer songs.
Antoni NimaPublished 2 months ago in PoetsWinter's Lament: A Sonnet for a Mother's Departure
Winter's Lament: A Sonnet for a Mother's Departure Upon yon realm of frost, where winter's breath, Weaves tales of sorrow, cold as bitter death.
Muhammad AssuwarkeyPublished 2 months ago in Poetsthe sound of rain
The sound of rain on window panes constant, soothing, drip-drop-drips sends a calm into my brain as flowers drink, petals like lips
A Garden's Bowl Of Enchantment
Pink Peonies Milky white Honeysuckle Lilac Lavender Cherry red Roses Green stems intertwined in a watery tango vying to take the lead.
Insects
In fields of green and gardens fair, Insects dance on wings of air. Tiny creatures, buzzing bright, In the morning sun's soft light.
In the End There is LOVE
Step One: Walk through the garden of peace and purity ⭐️💛⭐️💛⭐️ Step Two: See through the weak and progress to maturity
Rick Henry ChristopherPublished 2 months ago in PoetsEmerald Exhales
Emerald exhales, Nature sighs, vibrant rebirth, Spring's palette unfolds.
Printique StudiosPublished 2 months ago in PoetsBallet on Ice
Upon the frozen stage, a ballet unfolds, Where blades kiss the ice in stories untold. A dance of grace on a canvas of frost,
Delicate Butterfly
In the garden of hues where blossoms sigh, A flutter of grace ‘neath the azure sky. A pink butterfly, a delicate dance,