An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
The evergreen wreath still hangs on my door the pine stopped making its sharp fir scent a while I haven’t noticed its presence for months
By Michele Nampalli11 days ago in Poets
smelling some flowers allergies activated nostrils are twitching
By Tina D. Lopez12 days ago in Poets
Classes in session Bright day tempts through windows Student walks away
little bursts of gold decorating the grass tiny suns at play
red taillights in fog trudging along highway 4 work waits beyond gray
His Ashes Went Down The Toilet She waited until the house was quiet at last, no footsteps, no temper turning in the hall.
By Marie381Uk 12 days ago in Poets
a squirrel standoff we're stariang each other down he slips into earth
blooming acacia something moved in the brush— a rabbit’s white tail. Note: Under the neighborhood acacia shrubs, cottontail rabbits live. As I stand there admiring the yellow blossoms, I see them moving beneath them.
By Seema Patel12 days ago in Poets
I had never seen Callery pear before until I found many of them in the apartment, I came to stay. Dark, rugged trunks and branches,
Introduction This is my ninety-third piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's wonderful artwork. This is A Zejel, a relatively simple form.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 12 days ago in Poets
I felt a funny feeling last week - I thought it was gas!? I felt a funny feeling when I went to the store to purchase the realest thing possible !?
By 365poetry12 days ago in Poets
If you don’t take care of your garden, the weeds take over. The earth becomes dry, hard, and useless. And like flowers,
By Minou J. Linde12 days ago in Poets
