Spring Nature Poems | Examples

These Spring Nature poems are examples of Nature poems about Spring. These are the best examples of Nature Spring poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberBushy Creek

The Bushy Creek Spring Makers Market is the call
Poetry and bee motels selling on our stall
busking in daylight 
fireside songs at night 
Camped out for two days we're gonna have a ball

Call them bee motels cause we don't drink alcohol
different native bees are sealing up a hole
young ones will hatch out
adults will buzz about
Collect pollen and nectar in nature that's their role


Premium MemberA Final Twirl


They arrive at the start of spring,
In the morning light, they sing,
On branches high they dance,
Daringly reaching for the sky, taking a chance.

Emerald leaves sway gently 
in the breeze, 
A soothing sound spreads among 
the trees.
Beneath Summer’s warmth they drink and drink,
In various colours displaying their 
beauty, glittering in sync.

Then in a blink comes autumn’s call,
Turning emerald leaves to gold and 
red, 
Each leaf’s vein bleeds,
And in a final twirl to the ground, 
they gracefully fall.

By Zyrool 
9/26

Premium MemberButterflies Of Spring

Into  deep hours...when twilight sparks 
Dew wisps,  flaring all bright monarchs, 
Tender comes dark reeling a hum
There, air-tossed wings, on glide,succumb.

Butterflies through eve's lull... I hear 
Sighs waft of low taps, quite revere ;
Whispering mild as feathers flow 
Lingering through spring's dance,  aglow !

~ not for contest

Premium MemberSpring Promise-CM


In spring the thaw begins to creep,
Thin winter’s hold, soon starts to sleep,
Quiet murmuring, slow and deep,
 Secrets that rivers rarely keep.

 Earth awakes from its desired rest,
Rebirth of lawns and trees redessed,
 Soothing breeze greets the tender chest,
Heralding promise to be blessed.

Premium MemberGift of Nature

¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ I loved you.
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦

I gave you ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
bed of earth, blanket of blue air--

As I get further away ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
I see ¦¦¦ more clearly.
¦¦¦¦ souls should have been immense ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
not what they are,
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦

I gave you ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
blue of the spring morning,
¦¦¦¦ you didn't know ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
you wanted more, the one gift
reserved for another ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
you will ¦¦¦ find ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ in the garden,
among the growing plants.
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ the bird's flight
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
which begins ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ echoing
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ from the white birch
to the apple tree.


(Blackout of Retreating Wind by Louise Gluck)


Premium MemberToast of the Town

Amidst ¦¦¦ flowers ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wine,

I pour alone ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ I invite the Moon,

¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦

¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ Moon does not ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ drink,

My shadow ¦¦¦¦¦¦ follows the movement of my body.

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ shadow ¦¦¦ keep me company a while,

The practice of mirth should keep pace with spring.

I start a song and ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ dance and the shadow moves grotesquely.

¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ let's rejoice with one another,

¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦

¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ again far in the Milky Way.


(Blackout of Amidst the Flowers a Jug of Wine by Li Bai)

Premium MemberLast Leaf

The blotted  ink of sky engulfs my dream
While nightfall's soot and fog darken the shore,
And I , a tattered leaf, tremble midstream
Infecting my solace much like before.

Dreary this roam, this dreary roam so cold
Attended by a willow tree's limp veil;
Like ghastly air with sordid woes untold
Of slumber deepening... its tomb, my nail.

And in a haze, snow circles tainted blue
As forceful winds begin their groan, one howl
My tassels unraveling to imbue
This cry for life paling as woods befoul.

Yet, branches of hope , they rain down on me,
For spring redeems ...bright as eternity.

Premium MemberGreening

The onset of Spring
my blossom eye
alert and foraging,

tastes the signs of budding
sweetness, a lick of the
lips, a fruity smile,

limbs a-trill with feathered
mating – lots of melodic
crooning...harmonizing pairs 
choosing Vs of real-estate,

all is right with the season!

Premium MemberWHEN SPRING CAME

WHEN SPRING CAME    

With spring, pollen came;
With pollen, the achoo came:
Juicy fruits came too:-

Premium Membersummer softly hums

summer softly hums
a lullaby as leaves fall
into autumn’s rest
snow will soon blanket all things
in coziness until spring

Premium MemberI STAND AND KEEP

In early spring, I wake again,  
soft rain along my bark and skin;  
I feel the world breathe out and in~  
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.

I’ve watched your footsteps come and go,  
your whispered joys, your hidden woe;  
I hold the echoes soft and slow~ 
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.

You leaned on me when life felt thin,  
your losses heavy, sharp as wind;  
I kept your secrets deep within~  
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.

And though you’ve changed, as humans do,  
I still reach out with limbs toward you;  
your presence feels like sunlight through and through~
I stand and keep the seasons’ memory.

Premium MemberMortality of Leaves

Poetry Wheel Challenge:

Theme: Mortality
Emotion: Hope
Color: Crimson
Season: Autumn
Form: Couplet
Object: Wallpaper
Verb: Wander

Created using the PoetrySoup Poetry Wheel.

I wandered through maple trees this morn
Whose crimson leaves were withered and torn. 

Each Autumn, chilled winds steal their leaves
Thoughts of mortality gives me reason to grieve 

Stuck to the ground, like wallpaper on walls
Each leaf lies dying when Mother Nature calls. 

With no chance of life, to hope they can’t cling
Only in Spring and Summer can they have a fling
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberGather

Gather,
at the ocean.
Indigo buntings nest -
contently near a crown of springs,
seaside.


(PoetrySoup Weekly Challenge
Theme: Ocean
Emotion: Contentment
Color: Indigo
Season: Spring
Form: Cinquain
Object: Crown
Verb: Gather)

Premium MemberThe Crown of Spring is Joy

The waves
of indigo
sing songs of contentment 
and Spring sings counterpoint as joy
gathers.

Premium MemberGifts from Nature



Earth’s soil births an amazing range of plants
whose blooms enhance environments and lives
with colors, shapes, and fragrance. Just a glance
at flowers makes us smile on Sunday drives.

Two special beauties I have long enjoyed,
tulips and honeysuckle, bloom in spring.
The climbing honeysuckle fills a void
and lightly scents the air each place it clings.

The tulips compensate for being free
of scent. Their unique shape and hardy blooms
of varied colors, a delight to see,
embellish many gardens, yards, and rooms.

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