Read my original nature poems right here!

Read my original nature poems right here!

14 Original Nature Love Poems

Original Nature Love Poems

Nature love poems: perhaps the purest celebration of romance – love – is expressing it, or embracing it, while surrounded by natural creation. Mountains, old trees, birds & bees…they all speak volumes about some invisible force holding all of us – people! – together. It might be curiosity, wonder, awe. It might be love.

These poems are all original nature love poems written beneath pine canopies, sitting on boats watching the sunset, picking colorful wildflowers, and exploring my favorite parks.

Want me to write an original love poem for your nature-loving, adventurous significant other? Email me!


If you’re looking for love
go to the mountains.

Even if you meet no one there
you’ll come back

in love.

8/8/22 by PineTreePoet


What if there are other forests
on other planets
with other you’s and other me’s
sleeping under other stars
and smiling at other buzzing bees?

9/16/21 by PineTreePoet


Her eyes were stars,
her hands, nighttime flowers,
and her toes
well those
were just toes
but they were perfect.

6/24/21 by PineTreePoet


Wind doesn’t care
who you are
or what you look like
it just rustles your hair
and kisses your cheek

7/1/21 by PineTreePoet


Gracious gray
the sky all day
in piles of leaves
my memories play

And it’s not for want of joy
I’m sad
with such Autumn skies
really I’m glad

But if my life was like
the big oak tree
I’d change all over
and fall for thee

11/22/23 by PineTreePoet
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Massive massive
stone and tree

small small
you and me

and we always sit
in wonderous staring
stone and tree

6/20/21 by PineTreePoet


Are the stars
of our love?
she asked.

7/10/21 by PineTreePoet


She put a flower in her hair
and around she spun
under the great, hot sun
and I couldn’t imagine
even a painting of much value
better done

8/21/21 by PineTreePoet


I tried to pick you flowers
but there were far too many
so I brought you here
to see them alive
and pretty as you

8/31/21 by PineTreePoet


A bird never sings alone
and so I can’t let you go
into the mountains on your own
my dear

9/19/21 by PineTreePoet


She painted little trees
on her little canvas
with a little smile
and I thought
very little
about the rain outside

10/24/21 by PineTreePoet


The wild wrapped me
in briars and cold wind,
in sore feet
and a runny nose
and I laughed
and held her tight.

12/2/21 by PineTreePoet


The sun is a star
she said
I’m daydreaming.

6/16/21 by PineTreePoet


Power lines
power lines
crissing and crossing the sky

the ugliest stringy things
we’ve invented

I cannot see the blue
in her eye

12/14/22 by PineTreePoet

Which of this short collection is your favorite?

Let me know in the comments!

My favorites are poems #1, #2, and #3. If you’re looking for love… seems to be the simplest reason to spend time outdoors. Even if no one is with you, you have the chance to reconnect to yourself and the natural world, falling deeper in love with these which are often neglected by modern, busy, eager-to-please people.

What if there are other forests…? was one of the first love poems I wrote. I’m a curious, imaginative guy, and this poem imagines a limitless world–one so vast that the repetition of unique, young, excited love is perfectly reasonable.

Finally, Her eyes were stars… compares the lover to some of the finest natural beauties: stars and flowers. It ends, however, by simply stating that even without these lovely symbols for comparison, even just as she is, she is perfect. It’s an acknowledgment that beauty usurps beauty, and the throne is never perched high enough to be reclaimed.

Thanks for reading!

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George Callahan is the creator of Pine Tree Poet. He is an author of fantasy stories and an adventure poet. He prefers mountains and pine trees to most other things, and usually takes his dog Cowboy along for the ride.

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