An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Mary was jinxed with Tom when she turned eleven. Her mother said “Now you are a woman.” Mary is the happiest person in the world.
By Aaliyah Baez8 years ago in Poets
Humans. Some will like you. Some will dislike you. Some will have strong opinions about you. Some will have no thoughts.
By Mehrie H Patel8 years ago in Poets
We spent forever in the winter night embracing the cold, frost clinging to our lashes, and the frigid wind whipping at huddled bodies
By Jisoo Kim8 years ago in Poets
Mabon has come and gone The days grow shorter still Night lengthens on and on The darkness does its will Leaves change as days go by
By Erin O'Neil8 years ago in Poets
With branches and vines keeping it hidden A path sat between the forest and town On no map it could be found Nor seen from high in the sky
By Kendall Earl8 years ago in Poets
I want to write poetry But I only write monologues I want to have everything But you see there's this eerie fog It drapes over my eyes and through my lungs
By Indecisive inconvenience8 years ago in Poets
One of the most awesome creations is the monarch butterfly It's such a thrill to watch those beautiful wings fluttering in the sky
By Jessica Dumas8 years ago in Poets
Deciduous trees determine what symphony of colors the season will be Naked brown limbs in winter make a warm crackling fire so inviting
Autumn is when leaves of many a tree Becomes so very weary of being green So they turn warm hues of color we love to see And descend ever so gracefully with sheen.
Once a night the bright moon peaks It reaches its height as it finds the cracks in the blinds Silhouetting the shadows as they lurk
By Jeffrey Schamp8 years ago in Poets
I am a river that runs through and through, Deep down in the valleys, illuminating the sky a vicious shade of blue. The river that runs through my blood and bones,
By Christina Hendry8 years ago in Poets
I see the orange, red and yellow painted sky as the sun rises and I think of you I see the clouds changing shape like a shape shifter in the sky and I think of you
By Sheba Wright8 years ago in Poets
