An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Dazzlintg firewrks Explode up high in the sky. Night holds its breath still.
By Darla M Seely2 days ago in Poets
The colorful leaves Dance and flutter in the wind And fall to the ground.
Birds in a tall tree Sing a morning melody. Wind stirs through the leaves.
Shades of pink, orange, Wind stirs the quiet meadows. Shadows stretch and yawn.
In the heart of India, where the rivers flow, The monsoon whispers secrets, soft and low. Clouds gather like a choir, dark and grand,
By George’s Girl 2026 2 days ago in Poets
Bright blue sky above, Wispy clouds drift slowly BY. Afternoon breaths now.
Ripples on the lake, Evening wind bushes the shore. Light breaks into rings.
Patterng of rain, Soft drums on the waiting leaves. Earth breaths in the sound.
Snow glistens to trees. Ran patters on window panes. Wnter whispers low.
I see the sunset, And the sun peeks through the clouds, What a tranquil scene
Clouds move from the sun For one second everything Looks freshly washed clean.
Brass hayfield in sun: cattle crop golden straw, graze on sheaves of copper.
By Jennifer A. G.2 days ago in Poets
