An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Trees fall every day The forest is where they stay And lay on the cold ground as the moss Takes them over now Time stretched forward
By C.J. Wittbold8 years ago in Poets
What if fear consumed the hearts of nature? Plants afraid to stretch towards the sun for fear they might get trampled Bushes worried about bearing fruit for fear it might get eaten
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
I am seduced by the secrets of Siena. Exploring through the streets, wandering up alleyways and under arches, leaving me only wanting more.
By Marina Montenegro8 years ago in Poets
I hear it the wishes flailing to reach the stars instead like the leaves of fall they can only go down As I step "crunch... crunch" the hopes of others crushed to pieces like the leafs of fall "crunch.... crunch"
By Leoneshia Lion8 years ago in Poets
Dust Have you ever laid back and Looked up to the skies — Watched the comets fly by, As the stars sparkle in guise? Out there in the vacuum
By Dez Wilson8 years ago in Poets
Harmonia axyridis. The Harlequin of beetles, Multicolored and always in disguise. Today you could be a ladybug, Tomorrow you could have no spots at all.
By Jessica Snow8 years ago in Poets
Brown is my favourite colour it's hidden depths simplicity and honesty is it trusting or trustworthy? Either way I know that I'm drawn
By Hannah Evans8 years ago in Poets
Death is all around us, where is the silence? a little windy out, and closer, some violence A lady with a baby, third floor; just across my window
By Sophie James8 years ago in Poets
My eyes have been to Egypt, where intricate details within ancient drawings depicted stories of battles and Queens, and how they loved and lost everything,
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Poets
1. Two weeks ago, beneath this tree Two native lads; fresh and free Met and play hide-and-seek Merrily, unaware of terror nor risk.
By Ifeoluwa Adeyemi8 years ago in Poets
Yin and yang, Black and white. colors that are in constant war between the two masters of peace and tranquility. Fire Dragon and Water Dragon fighting over Land.
By Dragon Matthew Wood - Hillman8 years ago in Poets
It's early October, the leaves have turned, and died beautifully. The death of the winter, cold and harsh but for now the sun stays to bring warmth to our hearts.
By Katherine Westchester8 years ago in Poets
