An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Slippery Slopes It begins small, just a slight shift, a step that does not feel as firm as the one before it. You tell yourself it is nothing,
By George’s Girl 2026 2 days ago in Poets
This is what it means to BURN - never to exist !? This is what it means to burn, to never exist !? The way in which our lives accept the little things in LIFe !
By 365poetry3 days ago in Poets
I can’t get anything done, all I can think of is sap rising, Pistils and stamen exploding, Stiff rods with soft crowns Cream and sugar
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
Snow In June Are You Kidding Me Snow in June, I stood there longer than I should have, watching it fall like it made sense,
By George’s Girl 2026 3 days ago in Poets
I’m Mistletoe Don’tcha know I lord it here above Your lowly place beneath Look up to me why don’t you While you can For soon I will be hidden
By Raymond G. Taylor3 days ago in Poets
Its Raining My Life Away It started quietly, not enough to notice at first, just a feeling that something was off, like the air had changed
Blow Wind Blow Blow wind blow, not across the trees, not across the roofs, come for me instead, I am standing here like something left behind,
would my limbs snap from the weight they hold from snow? or would I remain steadfast for the lives that lie beneath, knowing I am a home to many?
By Amashira3 days ago in Poets
The sun sets With its lavishing colors of orange purple and pink tones in the sky The crescent moon shinning brightly Up
By Jennifer lindquist3 days ago in Poets
In silent rain, soft voices sigh, Echoes drift through a lonely sky. Each drop a secret left untold, A fragile warmth within the cold.
By shaoor afridi3 days ago in Poets
The soft shuttering of wings, like lips upon a cloud approach the light; that singular call. A beckoning like a blaze, a heat like an embrace,
By Amanda Starks4 days ago in Poets
A dove flies out to find a perch and comes back empty-handed time and time and time again Flying the nest, you search for purchase
By Raine Neal4 days ago in Poets
