Best Meadow Grass Poems
Why should one wish the days to pass
Of lush and verdant meadow grass
And butterflies with stained glass wings
Which autumn's burnished hues outclass?
A summer breeze revives the mind
As worldly cares are left behind
And gentle waves of lapping seas
Coax weary bodies to unwind.
Await the golden harvest grain
But may lips linger once again
On luscious strawberries' sweet delight;
Resplendent fruit of summer's reign.
Life's hourglass is finely planned
Why hasten on the grains of sand?
Let scented roses fill the air
And summer's splendour take its stand.
03/10/18
The dog days endure contest : Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
N/A Second Chances N-A Poems From My Contests Only Part I Chantelle Anne Cooke September 2020
Categories:
meadow grass, beach, beauty, flower, summer,
Form:
Rubaiyat
Proud daffodils have bowed their weary heads
And roses shed their petals one by one,
Green leaves transform to gold and fiery reds
The gilded reign of autumn has begun.
Farewell to fragrant bluebell woods of spring
And summer’s lush and verdant meadow grass,
In vain, tenacious leaves to branches cling:
The changing scenes of life must come to pass.
As nights draw in, the silver harvest moon
Shines boldly through defenceless, naked trees
And pirouetting leaves will settle soon,
For winter’s riding on the autumn breeze.
The reaper’s joyful song in golden fields
Begins to fade as Fall to winter yields.
26.10.19
New Fall Sonnets Poetry Contest : sponsored by Emile Pinet
N-A Rerun 4 Poetry Contest :sponsored by John Hamilton
Categories:
meadow grass, autumn, seasons,
Form:
Sonnet
What would I say to you my love
if I should chance to meet you yet again
in the summer rain
whilst I were walking in a field of flowers of the sun,
I’d try to find the words
to tell you how I’ve missed you,
how I have longed for you
down all these years in silence.
But you would know my heart
and how I’ve yearned and sorrowed
for your sweet face,
for your tender touch,
and how I’ve missed your eyes
those pools of silver light,
and for the bond I thought I’d lost forever.
Then you would speak to me
in flowers,
in the green blades of meadow grass,
in the flight of swallows
swooping on the soft still air,
and in the wind
singing in the tall proud trees,
and you would show me
how our love is not forever gone
but lives
and breathes its beauty
within the beating of my heart.
You would leave me then
and I would stand here in the summer rain
amongst the flowers of the sun,
and if we should ever chance to meet again my love
what would I say.
Categories:
meadow grass, loss, me, summer, me,
Form:
Free verse
I'm but a pilgrim in this land,
Where, wearily, I roam.
My homeland sweetly beckons,
And I will soon be going home.
Yes, someday soon I shall embark
Upon my homeward flight,
To a place of never ending day,
A land that knows no night.
Where meadow grass is sweet and green,
I'll lay me down to rest.
Where wildflowers in profusion bloom,
In that garden of the blest.
No clouds of fear will trouble me,
For Christ, the heavenly Dove,
Will gently rock my soul to sleep,
In the cradle of His love.
There at that crystal fountainhead,
Where living waters flow,
My parching soul will be refreshed,
No thirst again to know.
And at my Father's table
I'll feast forevermore,
Upon the living Bread of Life:
The LORD, whom I adore.
Categories:
meadow grass, devotion, inspirational, life, peace,
Form:
Little dove, there you are, perched in the snow,
we need not to ask,
for, how well, we know
How your presence speaks gently
of faith in the spring
when you come out of hiding
and we hear your voice sing…
Rise up, don't be timid
for winter will pass
The flowers will spring up
in soft, meadow grass
As the spring comes alive
And the grapevines will blossom
please dove, sing your sweet song,
As the sun warms the skies
Coo little dove songs,
your voice will resound...
The gray clouds will fly away
and a new day will dawn
______________________
Inspired by Sara's Contest: "Song Of Solomon"
Categories:
meadow grass, faith, inspirational, spring,
Form:
Rhyme
We move like cats through the tall meadow grass
Searching for something we lost
Only to find ourselves
contest In Praise of a Kimo..visual 3
Frederic Parker..2/16/15
Categories:
meadow grass, truth,
Form:
Kimo
meadow grass swaying
as larks serenade their mates. . .
wind softly sighing
June 20, 2019
For Tania Kitchin's Birds Or Bees Haiku Poetry Contest
Syllables: 5/7/5 checked by Howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
meadow grass, bird,
Form:
Haiku
Zephyrs
‘I cannot tell you how it was
But this I know it came to pass.’
Beneath the broad and spreading oak,
Warm zephyrs sighed through meadow grass.
They danced among oak tree’s leaves
And sang a vibrant summer song
Of how we would love and love again
And to each other would belong
They sang among the budding flowers
And told in the ringing chimes
Of how thinkers while away the hours
And of how lovers write in rhymes.
But then they spoke of Autumn’s chill,
When secret mists would hide our way.
How playful spirits toss the leaves
When warm summer fades away.
Then ancient zephyrs breathed a sigh
And left that pleasant summer land.
Now blust’ry winds of Autumn came
And took us by the hand.
Our love was lost in hidden ways
As drifting mists obscured our view
And Autumn spirits tossed our dreams
And left nothing but the dew..
1st two lines are opening lines from
'May' by Christina Rosetti
Barry Stebbings
July 2022
Categories:
meadow grass, autumn, love, seasons, summer,
Form:
Quatrain
THE FIREFLY
Dancing in the moonlight,
Twinkling through the trees,
Sparkling in the meadow grass,
Like diamonds on the leaves.
Flitting 'bout the garden,
'Midst the Jasmine and the Rose,
No one knows from whence they come,
But everybody knows,
That Summer brings the fireflies,
With gaily twinkling lights,
To decorate the evening,
Like jewels in the night.
Judy Ball
Categories:
meadow grass, nature, uplifting,
Form:
Quatrain
Faith is the substance of things hoped for,
the evidence of things not seen.
I feel the wind gusting across my skin, lifting my hair. Unseen but I can feel the evidence of the wind
and see it in the gentle sway of the meadow grass. I choose to believe, daily, to have faith in God, like the unseen wind.
I've been given answers to most of my questions through study and the Holy Spirit. I leap upon any assumed discrepancy or contradiction I come across. I've found real, solid answers. Each thorny question has been untangled, making the path ahead ever sure.
One of my main questions when I began searching was,
“Why does scientific fact contradict the Bible?”
The answer is…it doesn't.
People are fallible and therefore our understanding can be mistaken. Interpreting the Scriptures is necessary… Just as in poetry there is symbolism and there are phrases that should be taken literally and others figuratively. After all, God is the creator, the master scientist and artist. The laws of science we understand today, and those we will only discover tomorrow, were God's laws first!
When God formed woman it says he took the rib from Adam. Rib in the original Hebrew is translated from a word that means, “curve.” We know now that gender is determined in utero through DNA, a pattern on the helix CURVE. I don't believe God created a female from Adam's rib,but that he took the female DNA from Adam, and formed Eve. Science isn't new to God, we are new to science!
Finally, not only is faith based on knowledge, understanding, choice, and the evidence of things unseen... it is a matter of the heart.
I believe in God, Jehovah, I feel his love for me in each sunrise, in the feel of my daughter's hand on my face, in the embrace of my husband. I feel that love reflecting off of me, giving me so much love for my fellowman.
I believe in God because I've seen the evidence of the things I hoped for. God has shown himself to me, allowing me to understand the love letter he wrote to us, in my heart, my mind, in my body and soul.
Categories:
meadow grass, bible, christian,
Form:
Didactic
If I could live one day again, I'd choose that day so fair
Our walk among the jaded trees, in dappled shade, a blanket spread
You picked among the meadow grass, the flowers for my hair
The earth was fresh with dampened grass, our tender flowered bed
You told me then, that day our love to never more forget
Two hawks, they watched while circling 'round, so high above our heads
We languished there, 'neath faded skies, two hearts with no regrets
The folded clothes, which lie nearby, no words between us said
Your eyes on mine, your hands, your touch, like petals in the wind
But day must end, a bitter cry, like seeking hawk who preys
We gently kissed, as shadows fell, unseen as clouds rolled in
A hawk in flight came swooping down, and carried it away
I turn to you in midnight's dream, with anguished breath I weep
The dream is gone by morning light, while death stalks mine to keep
Resubmitted for Matt Caliri's contest "New Terrains"
Categories:
meadow grass, lost love, loveday, day,
Form:
Sonnet
Winter winds seem angry this morning...
Pulling at the branches, teasing the last leaves
My song is quickly swept away, my voice scatters
The last of the brown meadow grass dances...
The weather is changeable this time of year....
Pink tinged skies quickly spread across the horizon
My step hurries home, I pull my coat closer
Wanting to rest by the fire, and listen to winter.
Categories:
meadow grass, seasons
Form:
Quatrain
Sitting in the meadow green grass shimmering in the Sunlight
Jade green eyes Sparkle in a mist of long lost TEARS
A cat picks it owner SHE sees LOVE: SHE LOVES HIS HEART
Contrasting stripes of POLISHED JADE Shining in the Sunlight
Dew drops on Meadow grass Sliding down like Tears
Rolling Through the Clover Purring LOVE from HER Pure HEART
FOREVER ALWAYS Entwined in ETERNITY
“NOOoo, NOOoo, Unfair YOU said THREE Lines no Longer
My next stanza is four lines long THEN “WE” go back to THREE”
“ OK, OK I’m sorry but I do LOVE YOU FOREVER AND ALWAYS “
“ I K N O W and I LOVE YOU FOR ALL ETERNITY “
The Green TIGRESS seductively LURES HER MATE to Fondle
To Caress and Probe MY inner SOUL Discover the Estacy of LOVE
A Contented PURRrr, a Contented groan of arousal from HER LOVE
“ Nubbies “ for HER LOVE,” Nubbies “ from HER EVERLASTING LOVE
“ My DEAREST and Only MOST BELOVED LENORE, No [ “Nubbies” ]
Our POEMS are of a HEAVENLY LOVE : not the lust of Mankind
Our EVERLASTING DAY is still three long months Away”
“ I said EVERLASTING LOVE not EVERLASTING D A Y "
Now finish the POEM in YOUR LOVING and HEARTFELT WAY
IN JUST THREE {3} LINES”
If YOUR in the jungle YOU hear the ROAR of the Mighty White Siberian
Fear for YOUR Life , when YOU listen to the Sirenic PURR of a Green Tigress
Hug and Embrace HER for all of YOUR Tomorrows She ; YOUR EVERLASTING
W IFE
Dedicated in LOVING Memory to the Co-Author Of this POEM
My DEAREST and Only MOST BELOVED LENORE ELLEN ADAMS [ L E A ]
Categories:
meadow grass, life, love, passion, green,
Form:
Free verse
Mother Nature’s Mistake
Hills that go on for miles
Pines, oaks and maples reach for the sky
Their leaves casting a cooling shade on a hot summer day
Animals of all kinds dance in the gentle breeze
Flowers fill in the green blanket of meadow grass
Added beauty from a gracious Mother Nature
You sit among this beauty
Glowing in the late evening’s golden sun
Mother Nature watches as her work fades
She sees you and knows that she cannot match your beauty
So she created the night to try and hide you
But your beauty cannot be hidden
You were made to be beautiful
That was Mother Nature’s one mistake
She created one being more beautiful than anything she could create
And for that she should be praised
And thanked for giving you to the world
Categories:
meadow grass, love, naturebeauty, beauty, mother,
Form:
Yellow pieces of weed eater line..
Red tattered piece of old shop rag..
Blue traces of a worn out old tarp..
White shredded remnants of a plastic bag..
I watched you from the early spring,
doing your ritual gathering,
of unwanted things, just laying around
but, to you they were treasures, surely found
Among dry meadow grass and scattered twigs,
you poked and pulled and tugged and weaved.
Then you tucked bits here and there,
of stuffing you sneaked from my old lawn chair.
Creating your masterpiece before my eyes,
the fanciest bird nest around.
You flew back and forth a million times,
while chirpping and singing away..
never complaining you worked all day.
Then babies came, all fuzzy and small,
you worked so hard to feed them all,
until they grew their beautiful wings.
and began singing their own song
And when they left you one by one..
you sang to me once again
then simply flew away.
Your wonderful nest built with such care
with colorful decorations added for flair
now rests in a basket, by my chair.....
©Donna Jones
Seeing Beauty In Imperfection
12-3-2013
Categories:
meadow grass, bird, nature,
Form:
Free verse