Devon Poems - Poems about Devon

Feed the folk, this rulings a joke'

Andrew Cooper farmer of the land, of Croyde Devon; in old
England decided he'd plough some fields again? as the sun was shining through the English rain, yet some eco-loonies including a judge? hit him with fines and orders and they don't want to
Want to budge.' O K he remted it to the relic's archialogical
Whatsama-thingammy..Cant deny

Categories: devon, environment, farm, identity,
Form: Free verse

Mrs Mallowan Takes a Walk

when autumn’s last but long exhale
left mists of winter in its trail
her thoughts turned to the past to look
at greenway and the paths she took
where reading signs inside her skies
she'd dream up deaths and alibis
along the short cuts through the wood
with thoughts of stabbings and of blood
while fungi often made her think
of slipping coniine inside

Categories: devon, adventure, murder, mystery,
Form: Rhyme

East Devon Beacon

East Devon Beacon
by Michael R. Burch
 
Evening darkens upon the moors,
Forgiveness?a hairless thing
skirting the headlamps, fugitive.
 
Why have we come,
traversing the long miles
and extremities of solitude,
worriedly crisscrossing the wrong maps
with directions
obtained from passing strangers?
 
Why do we sit,
frantically retracing
love’s long-forgotten signal points
with cramping, ink-stained fingers?
 
Why the preemptive frowns,
the litigious silences,
when only yesterday we watched
as,

Categories: devon, allegory, analogy, break up,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Devon Morning

It’s early and the small town has thrown back it’s duvet of darkness and it is light.
It is slowly and with the quiet of morning beginning to stir.

Morning! Morning!
Cheery greetings from unknown passers-by.
As warm as kisses on my cheeks greet me on each street.

My trainered feet trip along the pink-stone edged pavements. 
Cottages, pastel-coloured, like

Categories: devon, car, dog, morning,
Form: Blank verse

Devon Days

Weighted calls drift across the morning 
sky and cats begin to stretch their licking legs.

The milkman's horse sloths its way 
up Prospect Lane. 

And birds turn off their alarms and tune up 
their vocals whilst getting breakfast on for the kids.

Distant dogs shout out 'What's all the noise?',
boxing ear drums and shocking babies
into crying out

Categories: devon, animal, farm,
Form: Free verse

Devon

Crisp winter red rose; moistened by snowflake; 
The frosted grass on a winter morning; 
A moonlit sky with sweet stars adorning;
And Autumn trees, held alive by the rake.
Two sweet, old lovers, sat on a park bench; 
Sat hand in hand for sixty-something years; 
Loving still, through heartbreak; turmoil and tears;
The sorrow never weakening that clench.
The

Categories: devon, absence, addiction, allegory, allusion,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Devon Or Derby

Devon or Derby


There is something firm about nobility

You will hardly ever find any mobility

Unless they have a change of heart

It is still unto death when we do part.


All of their honor is highly displayed

Do anything against it would be afraid

They all appear to be mighty fine fed

Look at those people with a big head.


Is a

Categories: devon, humorous,
Form: Couplet

Devon

Rape-seed inhaled with every 
inward breath,
Gold dust radiates telling of 
springtime’s untimely death,
Branches twist in the suns 
silhouette,
Perfectly framed in the blazing 
nectarine sunset.
 
A pastoral turquoise and teal 
cloak 
Disturbed as foals escapade, 
racing for the shore. 
Radiant sea diamonds 
encrusted in their eyes. 
Eventually disintegrating into 
the sand to be no more.

Categories: devon, absence,
Form: ABC

A Devon Lass

A Devon lass was Mary Read,
Raised as a lad the pirate queen,
All for her mother’s wish to succeed,
To the world a boy was she seen,
Elizabethan trews were her screen,
So male in dress, in thought and deed.
A Devon lass was Mary Read,
Raised as a lad the pirate queen,
Avast, she swapped the widow’s weed,
The pirate’s code became

Categories: devon, history, sea, world,
Form: Verse