nature poetry

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

W A L K I N G
A bulging root is only an obstruction when attention is not being paid. Yet, such lack of awareness will allow you to experience the
By Kale Sinclair6 days ago in Poets
D O G
A tired dog sleeps to reinvigorate the loss of energy. A tired dog dreams to experience life without a lack of energy. An energized dog runs to recharge their cycle of dreams.
By Kale Sinclair6 days ago in Poets
stopping by the river on November 9, 2025
I look out upon wind over and rain crossing wide, whisp'ring waters
By Gabriel Huizenga6 days ago in Poets
What the Fire, the Body, and the Earth Remember:
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This poem centers on witness and endurance — the emotional steadiness of holding historical truth without spectacle or release. It feels calm but heavy. It is not trying to feel anything. It is trying to hold something relevant through another storm.
By Stacey Mataxis Whitlow (SMW)6 days ago in Poets
Prayers For World Peace
Prayers for World Peace I hold the world in open hands no banners raised, no proud demands just quiet hope where silence grows
By Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Poets
Keep Your Head Above Water
If you encounter a body of water, here's what you do: You approach or walk away, the choice is up to you. If you slip and fall in,
By Madison "Maddy" Newton6 days ago in Poets
Starfish Fili
I'm a Starfish Fili Seer and poet of the sea A sea practitioner Who is Celtic Loyal like a sailor to their ship Tend to every scratch and rip
By Seashell Harpspring 6 days ago in Poets
Summer Sorrow
In the Summer of my years I wander miles and days through the golden hills reflecting on my will . These evenings I spend
By Justin Keeling6 days ago in Poets
Aoibheall
Introduction This is my third piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's gorgeous artwork. Some of Justine's words on Aoibheall, there are a lot more on the Facebook link:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 6 days ago in Poets
The Silence Between Us. Top Story - January 2026.
The silence between us is like the ice thickening on the lake of oblivion. I could trudge out to the center from the shore
By Natalie Wilkinson6 days ago in Poets
Lightning Changes
I am hungry for the Coppery taste of Bad decisions And groundwater. Hungry for the days When I danced With dragonflies,
By Silver Daux6 days ago in Poets
Close the Gate!
Come on in! Love to have you here, truly. Of course, your presence is impossible without first creating a path. All I ask is that you simply
By Annie Valenti6 days ago in Poets