Best Cottage Poems

Beholding aspirations of the marigold sky I sailed
As hushed purple dawn was rising above the bay
Glinting platinum hued tides bouncing off the quay 
While the boat turned, in quandary of the unknown,
Cognizant that discarded memories had returned
To quiver bruised emotions on gold dusted ripples. 

Was...

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cottage life
clearing the cobwebs
of my mind



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on March 4, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (MAR 6) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on September 6, 2019...

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Sue made her bouquet from cottage garden flowers
To find matching blooms took her several hours

There were nine pretty roses in a shade of pale gold
Such a delicate fragrance they’re a joy to behold

Lilac and lemon freesias looked so bright and gay
They’d bring subtle colour to...

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bright blooms surround it
it has an old fashioned charm
colorful cottage
most folks stop to admire it
on their journey through the day

the road of beauty
leads where the blooms are crowding
in the still morning
blue pink red yellow and black
purple and cream-sunshine's dream...

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There is a little cottage down by the sea
That serves warm scones and pots of tea

An old tired cottage made of stone
That stands pridefully all alone

An elderly couple sit outside
She hands him a scone with jam and cream applied

He pours her tea from a teapot...

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This early morning light, 
full of pink blush 
End of night 
I feel the blood rush 

The warmth of you, 
sets my heart on fire 
Soft breathing 
This closeness, 
I will never tire, 
for I love you 

This intense physical feeling 
Your love to me...

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colorful sweet peas
cling on to broken trellis
perfume fills the air

Bite Size Poem no18 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier

08/24/21...

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The little cottage 
Built by my beloved father
Is old and small
But loves begins here
And never ends
It carries on years after years
Wherever you go
You won't forget
It's like a magnet
It's  like the force of gravity
It links to your mind and your soul
Buried deep in your memory
Even...

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The cottage near the wood is crowded in blooms,
Its creamy facade is enlivened with many hues;
And large vases of flowers grace several rooms.

Joy throughout the days with the delicate fumes,
and legendary exotic, natural splendor issues.
The cottage near the wood is crowded in blooms.

Redbirds sing gold...

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Stairway to Wise Woman Faerie Cottage
I found it when I was eight
Spent many an hour inside
Learning the wizen ways of a sorceress

Wise Woman confided she was looking for a novice
to be trained to replace her when the time came
The time was apparently this week
For the...

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warm cup in hand i take stock
as the cool air caresses my face
the smells of dawn comingle
the lake ever so still with
sounds of nature waking up

there's nothing more precious
than this moment and 
the sense of awe i feel

i am undeniably blessed


posted on April 22, 2025...

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COTTAGE IN THE WOODS

It’s hazy
A scrim tints all shades the same – like the
Washed-yellow flowers fronting a shallow pond –
Making ghostly the cozy, little cottage beyond,
Which rises from the rushes and wild cover,
Nearly hidden by jack pine
And so dense – one, the foremost, in sad...

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We trudge and trip
along the slick, stony path
Squishy moss covered rocks and roots
propel our wet sandaled feet forward.

Treacherous trail ends
in a sun washed clearing
Tall pines tower,
solemn totems, encircling
the idyllic patch of heaven
in the woods.

Warm, happy sunshine greets
our cold, damp sandals
now forgotten in 
the glory of...

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Down verdant lanes and muddy tracks
a neglected cottage dwells
encroaching growth of trees and grass
and long gone last farewells.

Broken slates and shattered brick
with ivy clinging tight
encrusted panes and shattered frames
suppress and block the light.

An open door on one hinge swings
to entice and crave attention
to an inky...

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The long drive is almost over
Slowly I head down the hill
In anxious anticipation 
Of what I will find
I don't really know what I'm expecting
Just something new maybe 
An overgrown path in the center of the road
Lets me know I am one of the first
I wildly...

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