In the gentle embrace of dawn’s first light, Words of nature’s beauty softly take flight. Poets capture the symphony of…
In the stillness of the night, where shadows softly creep, Lies the echo of a whisper, where memories never sleep.…
The whispering woods did call her name, In twilight’s soft and gentle frame, Where sunlight kissed the forest floor, And…
In whispers soft, their quills did trace, The tender lines of love’s embrace. Through sonnets sweet and verses pure, They…
The quiet of the evening falls, A poet’s voice now gently fades, Across the fields and ancient walls, His spirit…
Beneath the canopy of emerald dreams, Where sunlight dances in golden beams, Poets find their muse in nature’s embrace, Capturing…