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Step into the beauty of nature with our collection of poems inspired by the natural world. From the majesty of mountains and the tranquility of oceans, to the colors of autumn leaves and the sweet fragrance of flowers, these poems capture the essence of the world around us. Immerse yourself in the vivid imagery and poetic language that brings nature to life on the page. Whether you're a nature lover or simply seeking inspiration, these poems will transport you to a world of wonder and awe. So come and explore the natural world through the eyes of our poets and experience the beauty of nature in a whole new way.

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Why do I love You, Sir? — Emily Dickinson	"Why do I love" You, Sir? Because— The Wind does not require the Grass To answer—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her...	797 views Rate it
The Treefort — Silas Davis	In the heart of the forest, where the leaves whisper secrets, Where squirrels build their homes and birds sing their sonnets, There stands a magical...	795 views Rate it
Marmion: a Christmas Poem — Sir Walter Scott	Heap on more wood! the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still. Each age has deem'd the new-born year The...	794 views Rate it
A Little Bird I Am — Louisa May Alcott	'A little bird I am, Shut from the fields of air, And in my cage I sit and sing To Him who placed me there: Well pleased a prisoner to be, Because, my...	793 views Rate it
Absence — Amy Lowell	My cup is empty to-night, Cold and dry are its sides, Chilled by the wind from the open window. Empty and void, it sparkles white in the moonlight. The...	793 views Rate it
The Kraken — Alfred Lord Tennyson	Below the thunders of the upper deep, Far far beneath in the abysmal sea, His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights...	792 views Rate it
Ye Banks And Braes O'Bonnie Doon — Robert Burns	Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fair! How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae fu' o'...	791 views Rate it
Sympathy — Emily Jane Brontë	There should be no despair for you While nightly stars are burning, While evening pours its silent dew And sunshine gilds the morning. There should be no...	787 views Rate it
The Power of the Dog — Rudyard Kipling	There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for...	786 views Rate it
A Poet's Ambition — Robert T. Davenport	A Poet’s Ambition By Robert T. Davenport In the realm of words, where dreams take flight, I stand as a poet, daring to ignite, A fire within hearts,...	785 views Rate it
I Danced With Calliope Last Night — Karl Constantine FOLKES	I danced with Calliope last night, while playing musically. She with the harp, me with the flute. I danced with her while dreaming. ‘Twas by the...	783 views Rate it
Feathers in the tree. — A J C	Feathers in the tree. Hope is the thing with feathers—that purchase in the soul and it gives you a smile—and sings the tune without the words and never...	783 views Rate it
To A Child Dancing In The Wind — William Butler Yeats	DANCE there upon the shore; What need have you to care For wind or water's roar? And tumble out your hair That the salt drops have wet; Being young you...	783 views Rate it
Fear No More — William Shakespeare	Fear no more the heat o' the sun; Nor the furious winter's rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and...	782 views Rate it
The Death of the Flowers — William Cullen Bryant	The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the...	780 views Rate it
Moving Forward — Rainer Maria Rilke	The deep parts of my life pour onward, as if the river shores were opening out. It seems that things are more like me now, That I can see farther into...	779 views Rate it
Fidelity — William Wordsworth	A BARKING sound the Shepherd hears, A cry as of a dog or fox; He halts--and searches with his eyes Among the scattered rocks: And now at distance can...	778 views Rate it
On The World — Francis Quarles	The world's an Inn; and I her guest. I eat; I drink; I take my rest. My hostess, nature, does deny me Nothing, wherewith she can supply me; Where,...	777 views Rate it
The Sensitive Plant — Percy Bysshe Shelley	PART 1. A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light. And closed them...	776 views Rate it
The Isles of Greece — George Gordon Lord Byron	The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos...	776 views Rate it
Never Again Would Bird's Song Be the Same — Robert Frost	He would declare and could himself believe That the birds there in all the garden round From having heard the daylong voice of Eve Had added to their own...	775 views Rate it
Roses — George Eliot	You love the roses - so do I. I wish The sky would rain down roses, as they rain From off the shaken bush. Why will it not? Then all the valley would be...	774 views Rate it
Spring Pools — Robert Frost	These pools that, though in forests, still reflect The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver, Will like the...	774 views Rate it
Fly Not Yet — Thomas Moore	Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour, When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night, And...	771 views Rate it
November — Amy Lowell	The vine leaves against the brick walls of my house, Are rusty and broken. Dead leaves gather under the pine-trees, The brittle boughs of lilac-bushes...	770 views Rate it