nature poetry

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

A New Flower
Over and over the poisoning of soil Toss and toss your toxic sludge that isn't water Grow and grow a flower still appears
By Seashell Harpspring 6 days ago in Poets
A Summer Rain
raindrops hit the ground a shift in the summer air once humid, now cool
By Jasmine Aguilar6 days ago in Poets
Where the Ocean Keeps Its Secrets
The ocean does not argue with the shore— it arrives, withdraws, returns again, a patient architect of surrender. At dawn, it wears a silver hush,
By LUNA EDITH6 days ago in Poets
When Kama Knocked
When Kama Knocked I got the kiss, the punch, and the bruises, Your love was a blade wrapped in a promise, I wore the purple proof beneath my silence,
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
To Sail On The Seven Seas (With Cats)
This is a poem for my Muse to hopefully make her laugh, I love hearing her laugh. Was trying to graft The Owl and The Pussycat, The Iliad, and Jason and The Argonauts in an act of poetic madness so chose a vague Limerick form.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 days ago in Poets
Silence
Gray skies weeping white Falling into the silence Sound held close and tight
By Alyssa Musso6 days ago in Poets
The Arrival of Spring
rising sun brings warmth green sprout emerges from ground poking through last snow
By Jasmine Aguilar6 days ago in Poets
California's Got it All
I live in Los Angeles California The second largest city in the U.S. Allow me to share some things about my state And why I think it's the best
By Justiss Goode6 days ago in Poets
Boann
Introduction This is my sixth piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's gorgeous artwork. This is a rondeau
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 days ago in Poets
WHEN GIANTS MOVE
WHEN GIANTS MOVE Across the ocean, two giants breathe, one draped in stars and certainty, one wrapped in iron and old ambition,
By George’s Girl 2026 6 days ago in Poets
An Exchange of Seasons
Winter is leaving Spring is coming in its place Flowers replace snow
By Margaret Minnicks6 days ago in Poets
First Light After Midwinter. AI-Generated.
The day breaks in quiet gestures, quiet as the flutter of a single wing against the dark. The horizon, far beyond
By Taj muhammad6 days ago in Poets