Falling rain from sky High it seems like a cry Dear birds in their nests Here i'm doing my best Nature breathes with guests by rest...Read more

Greetings family 🫠 We wanna introduce you to a new poetic form today. It's called the Tanka. So what is Tanka poetry? Tanka is a 13-century-old form of Japanese poetry, translating to "short song," consisting of five lines with a 5-7-5-7-7 syllable structure. Unlike the shorter haiku, tanka off...Read more

A glass of natural Spring that feels like Summer to be drank in Winter; a gift from the old gods of the mountains, when we were whole and pure, traveling by foot along the breadth of everything. Incredients: - St. Augustine Water - Fresh tobacco - Juniper berries - Rose petals - Fresh ginger ...Read more

I see the weather in your petals’ hue. The sun can’t wash its dusky stains of rain. You twist towards the light to claim your view of life as if your wilt may not remain. You’ll seek tomorrow for the season’s end. You hope today for winds you can withstand. Your leaves will only tire as they bend. ...Read more

Now I can see my shadow in a dark room; it seems what is behind me is darker than ever ‎And my vision has lost all sense of light. ‎Yet I long to reach out once more for the things that are precious, ‎that for once I may cling to a dream that never ends. ‎Compelling me to know the intent of the labo...Read more

Find spark Nature's flow, throw me Yes! It is heaven ,Bliss You keep it pure or it will harm you ahead ...Read more

Ey yo! What's up y'all? Today, we will be learning the cinquain poetic form. What is a cinquain? A cinquain is a five-line poem structured by syllable count (2, 4, 6, 8, 2) or word structure, usually describing a subject without rhyming. For example, take a look at this simple poem. Oh you! (...Read more

You got me. The way you stare. The way your gaze linger lovesick to me. Yes I feel you. Here and there. Sometimes I can't speak. This static. This fever. Just mad chemistry even when you are not here. I get chills. Goosebumps as my emotions slowly lock in. Lovesick penitentiary. Yet I am poetic inso...Read more

Heaven when her spine arches. Her curves tighten like a kiss to her soul. Deeper than deep. She feels wonder. My name she knows like a Love song. Tossing and turning like a dream to a groupie. Black cherry lipstick every drop my lips remember like candy. My fingertips ache slow to know her frame. Gl...Read more

The leaves of that tree Trembling with cold winds Looks up and down Trying to fall in the nearest spot The rain cleaned the surface Reached to the seed in the deepest Touched to the roots of that tree Embraced the body and watered the flowers that fell off the balconies The rain is giving birth to...Read more

I met god in a coffee shop on a Tuesday afternoon, an unassuming place tucked between a laundromat and a secondhand shop. Her hair was tossed in a messy bun, a pencil tucked behind one ear. (After all, I suppose she was an artist in her own way.) When I walked in, she wiped her hands on her apron an...Read more

like nature, she was easy to love. on her good days she is easy to look at. easy to be with. easy to talk to. but the same people will tell you how difficult she is. she is too much. she is needy. she is rude. an angry woman. but nature gives so much until it no longer can. it is calm before t...Read more

They loom over acrobatic, smirking teleporting giants, outlines of black slipping through space where our greyhound eyes see only a mist of void. We catch a mantra midway— only to drop it, dismissing it as nature’s grumbling. Behind our assumptions lies a quiet conspiracy poured, not spoken, for...Read more

‎I am one with the nights. ‎So quiet and peaceful—so dark—your own safe space. ‎The air may be cool, cold, windy, it may even rain—it may be anything but hot. I feel the air speak to me, and the trees dancing—I can hear the sounds of insects and nocturnal animals—I hear the sounds and call of nature...Read more

A place like never before a place where nature meets at its peak a place where you can find peace as your heart beats the Mighty mountains and rivers flowing beneath the snow the trees and after all the sun waiting to come in between the mountains making this place a dream the clouds touching the...Read more