nature poetry
An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
mycelial
If I were a mushroom and you were a tree I would have found you already — threaded myself through the dark to where your roots reach down and wove myself in. They see my fruit. Beautiful enough to want, too dangerous to hold. But you would know what lives beneath — the web of me, moving through every dark and patient inch between us. I would bring you what the deep holds. You would give me light made solid. Neither of us would need a word for it — the forest never has. When you find me you won’t feel the finding, only that you always knew where your roots were going.
By Mina Carey8 minutes ago in Poets
The Sea Within Me
Writing has always been my sanctuary, a place where the noise of the world fades and the rhythm of my soul takes over. This poem was born in the quiet hours of the night, during a time when I realized that every word I write is a wave of healing. As I prepare to celebrate my birthday on February 27th, I want to share this piece of my heart with you. It is a reflection of my journey, my survival, and the endless horizon of hope that writing provides.
By Magma Starabout 10 hours ago in Poets
Chaotic Cyclones
Unpredictable Meteorological Extravaganza. * I figure extreme weather events such cyclones, floods, blizzards, tsunamis and bushfires are extremely unpredictable and qualify as extravaganzas (a very elaborate and expensive show or performance)!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about 19 hours ago in Poets
