nature poetry

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

I've Got Your Balls
I’m stealing your balls And you keep replacing them I’ve got all your balls 🏌️‍♂️🏌️🏌️‍♀️🏌️‍♂️ My hole is full now
By Calvin Londonabout an hour ago in Poets
Colder Than a Witch's Teat
Got up the other morning to a god-forsaken sight It had snowed a few inches during the night With the weatherman predicting more
By Mother Combsabout 5 hours ago in Poets
Individuality doesn't exist
When did humanity become so vanilla? 8 billion people but one personality, We get up, go to work, go home, go to sleep, and do it all over again.
By Jen Phillipsabout 9 hours ago in Poets
ℑ𝔪𝔟𝔬𝔩𝔠
Introduction I have seen lots of posts for Imbolc, which I should have expected given the friends that I have made, but this is the first year that I have been made aware of it. I took the below information from the internet and and will use it along with a painting by my friend The Glittering Fox to create a Villanelle for Imbolc.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 13 hours ago in Poets
The Death Watch Beetle
The Death Watch Beetle It starts in silence, barely there a single tick within the stair or in the beam above the bed a sound that stirs the sleeping dead
By Marie381Uk about 14 hours ago in Poets
Acceptance
metamorphosis wings drying, no one watching today, unugly
By Tina D. Lopezabout 17 hours ago in Poets
Surviving
Little bird is back Some cold bread helps him survive His eyes say 'thank you.'
By Susan Fourtané about 17 hours ago in Poets
Floating Fragrance
Silky soft blossoms Wafting in a fragrant breeze My nostrils distend
By Andrew C McDonaldabout 18 hours ago in Poets
𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕖
𝕀 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕕 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕔𝕖.
By Colleen Waltersabout 18 hours ago in Poets
Day One of PaDiF
It is that time and you don't have to rhyme Poem a Day in February or PaDiF, as January is over for another year Please join us for fun, no tear
By Denise E Lindquistabout 19 hours ago in Poets
The Day Snow Leopard Died
The Day Snow Leopard Died She lay in the drift, breath gone quiet. No blood, no struggle, just still. Her eyes held the slope
By Marie381Uk about 19 hours ago in Poets
Stone Circle
Introduction This is my ninety-first piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's magnificent artwork. This is A Terzanelle
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 21 hours ago in Poets