nature poetry

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

Willing Prey
Do you remember The moment you looked at me, And I shivered with pleasure? A petrified rabbit, I stared up at you, A grey wolf with excited eyes.
By Alba Bonnie9 years ago in Poets
Moonrise
The sun paints the sky as it nods, out of sight, into the sea and the moon rises, out of sight, so high above, Emerging only with the dark.
By A. F. Litt9 years ago in Poets
Lay With Nature
Lay With Nature Late in the fall upon entering the forest I lay to rest beneath a redwood Majestic stature serene solitude in natures temple
By richard b9 years ago in Poets
Nocturnal Invigoration
I am waiting Waiting on the day's end Others close their eyes but I come alive I wait through the ban of milky blue that breaks
By Aubrey Boucher9 years ago in Poets
A Confession
Nature you are my mother, Who has given me gifts in form of resources, Given me River symbolizing fertility, Given me Sun symbolizing power,
By Shweta 9 years ago in Poets
B Road
It sags, double crooks then rises, Cleaving to North Gower flatlands Else hiking to Cefn Bryn. Past stints of ferned sheep,
By D Hug9 years ago in Poets
Storm
Stalks of wheat are punished by the hail. Winds riot against the battered pickup. Worn boots press the mud. He carries the Earth under his
By A. F. Litt9 years ago in Poets
Stone Angels
Stone Angels guard the gates of a beautiful garden. I walk down the path, past them. Do they watch me as I pass? Rain clouds start to appear and an old tree provides me with shelter. But what's this I see, past the roses? An ancient fountain dry of water.
By Roxi Riley9 years ago in Poets
Blue Bird
Blue bird,blue bird How high can you fly? Can you reach the end the blue sky? Blue bird, blue bird How sweet is your song?
By Erica v9 years ago in Poets
Mother Nature
Mother nature, the greatest gift bestowed on man We, your children have caused you nothing but sorrow, time after time Rough-handled all your precious gifts and committed hideous crimes
By Harydo Neon9 years ago in Poets
Quiet Wonderings
Wherever you are is exactly where I want to be, Tucked away under these sheets, Reaching for you, reaching for me, Cuddled up, pressing the cold away,
By Jai Storm9 years ago in Poets
Calm Before The Storm
Calm before the storm, Not a slight breeze is felt. Beautiful glowing ball, The sun, as it belts Upon the ground below.
By Laura-Jane Hall9 years ago in Poets