An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
I'd flutter in the tree tops, and I'd drink the morning dew. I'd play in every flower field, and lovely meadow too. I'd dance with all the faeries, and float on the summer breeze.
By Paige Witherspoon8 years ago in Poets
She walks in beauty Mother earth her home. Caring for nature, her duty Though she is far from alone. She is friends with the faun
You can’t find me on a globe I am an insignificant speck in this universe If there was intelligent life in on other planets,
By Kourtney Risher8 years ago in Poets
my attraction is fatal it's an unmovable Redwood forest with its roots entwined into my mind, throughout my body i try to cut it down
By Wild Word Woman8 years ago in Poets
Mr. Moon don't hide from me I wanna see you soon Mr. Moon don't hide from me I wanna see you soon Mr. Moon you glow so pure
By Shaun Johnson8 years ago in Poets
What a feeling it is, when the wind hits your skin The storm has passed, and the sun is your friend The trees are smiling, and so casually blowing
By Jay Briggs8 years ago in Poets
Old Jack Frost reminds you that the passing of life is always meant to be a beautiful and honored thing. His delicate hand throwing glisten and sparkle over mulch and decay — His is a selfless act, a death defying beauty.
By Fierce Sister8 years ago in Poets
Your love is like the ocean deep and sometimes dark, yet sunlight reveals droplets of laughter on your ripples. At times, you are as gentle as a mother
By Kayla8 years ago in Poets
Snow wipes the slate clean. My mother used to say it fell upon you like angel kisses, each one forgiving you of something.
As i ran through the forest of light I came across a river sparkling so bright. It was pleading with me screaming, crying, begging,
By Madelin Martell8 years ago in Poets
Lonely is the solitary sunflower as it sways in the wind, dancing to an organic tune only she can hear. Her unrelenting persistency
By Lacy Walters8 years ago in Poets
Oh how the skies open to reveal the depths of creation. Andromeda joins Apollo in a perpetual dance among the stars. And beneath the spherical
