Best Sylvan Poems

The sylvan landscape stretched for miles
reached across golden fields by stiles.
Leaves carpeted the ground like tiles
whilst branches lay in gathered woodpiles.

Ancient venerable trees lined the...

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******This poem had special appeal to me in that a friend had brought up that I had a talent for poetry and he encouraged me...

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The woods were silent except for the shifting 
soft sounds of his hooves as they fell upon 
the forest floor. There he stood amid the...

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My Waning Years

As my waning years return me to reverie
I dream about the days we spent with sylvan trees
As sunset casts its golden glow on...

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Spring Sonnet

Elevate my senses with your flowers
In spacious fields where they are free to grow.
Deep in fragrant flora I could spend hours
Refreshed by rain where...

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The east began blushing behind the trees
While the moon hung over the lea
And the velvet of night turned to sapphire hue
Like the blue of a...

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Behind our house, below the deck
with its pleasing benches and sylvan view,
the back yard we have descends steeply
to a little stream called Chimacum Creek.

It is...

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Oh seed of Dante, dost thy path
in mid-life's turning gone astray
upon a sylvan darkness hath
to tread a rut with feet of clay?

Wast thou that youth...

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An Emerald Morning

Verdant sylvan shades share, 
      emerald and peridot's glossy glow 
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In the mists of the giant bark beneath
  rise old growth saplings out of crag and earth,
where tumbles that ancient evergreen leaf
  to...

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Rising from sylvan embraces
solitude
of the wild, wild wood
hunger burning deep within these
caverns and temples
within my misunderstood being;
haunted by you
touched by you
satisfied only by the
sweet nourishing...

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When air is still and dread silence suffocates
death violates esteemed sylvan sanctity—
whose jealous eye in malice deprecates,
absent demur, spurns all that ought to be.

Sussurus raised...

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Into a thick stand of autumn's golden aspen I flee
Dark eyes in ghostly bark faces seem to follow me
Wind whispering through the yellow leaves decree,
"Rest,...

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Mysterious are venerable trees.
The ancient massive trees one sometimes sees
deep in the woods exist in seeming ease
through endless cycles - spring to winter’s freeze.

In great...

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Now I lay me down to sleep, 
I’m feverishly counting sheep …
Hoping that the perfect number 
Rewards me with a dreamless slumber.

Envisioning the sylvan state,...

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The waves lick the pier-deck beams,

   a boat has passed upon the lake

   to shuffle the song upon the wind,

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Scented smoke from sandalwood upwards rose
As the venerable sage in yogic pose
Chanted arcane, esoteric Vedic prose.

The Sylvan glade with marigold and rose,
Where the doe with...

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Woodlands

I love to delve in deep, dark woods, where light and shadow play,
Competing in a dappled glade, where beech and birch and bay,
Reach skywards as...

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our life is like the woods
sometimes deep, sometimes dark
we should be strong as the tree's bark
as difficulties in life is not a lark

there are obstacles...

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Blithe fools traipsing through bleary hollow 
Airy sprites in hovering tents shadow
Brooding sylvan fringe shrouding light with her swaying willow
Jaded beams peep through the crenelated steeple's...

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When blossoms fall
From the tree of life
Their ash will feed its roots
And bloom away the strife 
These ambassadors of hearts and smiles 
And handshakes
These caretakers...

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ADVENT OF SPRING

It was as though a sign had been received.     
The master plan, held back, now causing stirring
As if nature’s...

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Hearken to my call, Sweetheart,
beneath the stellar windowpane -
the garden of the fairy child’s refrain.

A white foam sea of lattices part
the way, leading to the...

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Miss Sunshine was her sobriquet, and she the golden child 
All through her happy infant days she wore that winning smile 
She loved the colors...

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