Category: poems
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Dryad
Not alone She’s not a real dryad, but she looks like oneA hologram of light and colorShe sits on a mushroom that bears her nameA dryad’s saddle with a scaly coverShe likes this spot among the fernsWhere the air is damp and coolShe likes to see the other mushroomsThat grow around this rotting stoolThe chantrelles…
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Willow
In Arcadia In fair Arcadia’s verdant fieldsWhere streams of crystal water flowA shepherd rests his weary limbsBeneath a willow’s silver glowHe hears the gentle murmur ofThe rivers meeting at their sourceHe sees the bridge that spans acrossThe waters’ ever-changing courseHe knows not where the paths may leadThat branch out from this sacred spotHe cares not…
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Hedges
A country craft In the countryside of oldThere was a skill that was worth more than goldThe art of hedge laying, so I’ve been toldWas a way to shape the land and make it boldThe hedger would take his tools and goTo where the hawthorn and hazel growHe would cut and bend and weave them…
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Smudge Pots
Farewell to Smudge Pots We used to light the smudge potsTo keep the midges awayWe thought they were our best friendsOn a summer’s dayBut then we learned the truthAbout their harmful effectsThey pollute the air and soilAnd cause respiratory defectsThey also don’t work very wellThe smoke is not enoughThe midges still find their wayTo bite…
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Fairies
The Flower Fairies They live among the petals and leavesOf every plant and flowerThey dance with the breeze and sing with the beesAnd watch over nature’s powerThey have wings like butterflies and dresses like gownsAnd crowns made of dewdrops and seedsThey have names like Rose and Lily and ThymeAnd personalities that match their weedsThey are…
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Butterflies
A pastoral poem is a genre or mode of poetry that refers to works that idealize country life and the landscape they take place in. Pastoral poems usually make use of an idyllic setting, one that is completely, or almost entirely, removed from society. In the lush and wild watermeadowWhere the grasses sway and bendThere is a hidden world…
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Milk floats
Limericks There once was a milkman named Bart Who decided to trade in his cart He bought an electric milkfloat But it soon ran out of volt And he ended up pushing it to the mart There once was a milkman named Roy Who wanted to be more eco-friendly and coy He switched to a…
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Potager
IdyllIn the quiet corner of the gardenWhere the sunbeams softly shineThere’s a patch of earth that’s tendedWith a love both pure and fineThere grow scorzonera and carrotsSpinach leaves and shallots tooSalad potatoes and fresh fragrant herbsA feast for the eyes and the palateThe gardener comes every morningTo water and weed and pruneHe hums a tune…
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Storm
Soliloquy.What fury hath this tempest wroughtThat tore the earth and sky apart?What wrath hath nature’s power broughtThat shook the very core of my heart?I saw the trees uprooted lieLike broken limbs upon the groundI heard the roofs fly through the skyLike thunderclaps of dreadful soundI felt the floods engulf the fieldsAnd drown the crops that…
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Reins
A white pony and a dark horse Met in a field of green They came from different worlds But they shared a common dream They wanted to run free and wild Across the hills and plains They wanted to feel the wind and sun And not the ropes and reins They became friends and partners…
