Idyll (Idyl) Poems | Idyll (Idyl) Examples

Fantasy on a Rainbow

Sponsor : Constance Le France
Placed 3rd in Contest 


     on smooth hot rock I sat in REVERIE
after a HALLUCINATION drink of 
mushroom, poppies and truffle 
IMAGINATION soared like bald eagle 
on high, throwing twin twigs with sigh

up I flew landing on a rainbow in 
lucid DREAM ~
saw tinker bell fairies in

Sky in my Pocket

S             K            Y

 in my pocket holds 
                        

My Love for You is

the spring that 
feeds the stream that
grows into a river that
wanders the land that
sways the valleys that
nurses the trees that 
hides the lake that
mirrors the sky that
veils the night that 
reveals the stars that
adores the moon that
brings the tide that 
washes the shore that 
awaits the dawn that
cradles the sun that
warms the wind that
chases the gust that 
rustles the leaves that
rouses

SIMPLY YEATS

SIMPLY YEATS

My verse under Yeats’ carved door
he merrily chuckled at white 
envelope, sketched butterfly 
said he preferred to receive 
verses this way rather 
than reading them across 
post-modern websites 


He invited me to tea
we simply savoured small
cheese squares, crumbly 
scones watching a squirrel 
chomp a cheerful chestnut 
lost and found
What word can describe 
fleeting images

Old Man Howard

• Old man Howard was farming one day
• When he spotted a weed in his yard
• He decided that it mustn't stay
• So he plucked it out then and there
• Off he went to milk his goats
• But they weren't producing any 
• So Old man Howard sold one of his boats 
• And bought

Summer Rain

The sun rises up,
Then the clouds move in.
Heavy with drops,
Soon the rain would begin.
It’s wild at first,
With lightning flashes,
Then the thunder,
With booms and clashes.
It moves quickly by,
The high winds blow.
Then it calms,
As if to know
We need a break,
From the summer sun.
We want to play
And have some fun.
Under the trees
We make up games,
Freed from the heat
By

Bliss

In the two days,
We built a Temple of the Senses,
Our bodies, the gods we worshipped
Our soulful moans, the night psalm
As we climax with pleasure,
And became the infinite

HAIL THE CHAMPION OF ALL CHAMPIONS

From generation to generations, thy redeemer lives

From age to ages, He never fails

In all dealings, thy conquer

He always come through, breaking chains and shackles

The undisputed CHAMPION, without dispute

Who is like thee, Our Champion... MOST HIGH in fairyland!!!

Always fair and consistent, Above 

Elevator of, the Low at buttom

Finds the lost, makes a way

Beautiful and worthy in

SENSE PLEASURE

SENSE PLEASURE 

Red honeyed apples
        autumn leaves dewed 
           ****** merge with sun streams 
             whilst children sleep dear dreams

Bobbing bubble baths
    

Adolescent Country Boy Fishing School-

~Truant loyal adolescent boy 
walks the path of loyal while carrying a can 
       of worms nestle upon the shore of the country pond
He places his fish hook in the water
country boy gone to a pond of fish school


          12/11/23
Written

Tis You

‘Tis You’

It’s a tempestuous, wuthering, wuthering day
as I set forth exuberant and merrily on my way.
I pause to hearken to the symphony of sound
as natures harmony plays and swirls all around.
Ignited flaming thoughts to fill a love sonnet
as I march on and grasp my dishevelled bonnet.

Singing with a lilt - the moors copious with heather,
I

June

...Then it was a longest day
And thereafter, shortest night
Things were going usual way
Metaphorical insight
Didn’t happen, though it could
I was busy placing bets
Heard some angel spoke to me
If I have a cigarette
“I’m so sorry to quit smoking”
I replied, but she said “no
You were right, and I was joking
Just because you look so low
You got keys, but

Amist the Country Hill Shepherd Me-

Long mist of cottonwood trees;
In the country I am-MY Shepherd JESUS;
Land ladden in brooks, small hills and trees;
And within me; 
I ALLOW HIM TO LEAD ME -in the country I am;
THEND TO ME;
Out in the fields of open plains; 
He whispers calls out my name in the country I am;
BELOVED, BELOVED, You are first my

Christmas

Sweet honey of harmattan 
What a season you are 
To see thee at the eleventh hour 
At the end of the tunnel 
And flown come upon the bank 
Of spring morning water 
Alas! You came in a twinkle of an eye 
I have gone here and there 
And made myself motley to the view 
For

Evermore

A glitter gel pen,
My captivated thoughts,
Communicates in a clear page of my notebook.

I got the bruise of blue,
And began to wonder
The paradox of living all summer
How life has become cruel and kind?
To go from growing up,
To breaking down.
The shiniest wheels are rusting now.

Like water falling in a river,
My sapphire tears,
Came rushing down my scarlet cheeks,
Got

• Short Idyll (Idyl) Poems
• Famous Idyll (Idyl) Poems
• Best Idyll (Idyl) Poems
• Read Idyll (Idyl) Poems
• Long Idyll (Idyl) Poems
• Idyll (Idyl) Quotes

Poems Related to Idyll (Idyl)

country, pastoral, peaceful, rural,