Places Idyll (Idyl) Poems

~Truant loyal adolescent boy 
walks the path of loyal while carrying a can 
       of worms nestle upon the...

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Sun slips across on aquamarine canvas
Over oak trees laden with Spanish moss,
While hawks and vultures circle overhead
Seeking prey among the grazing cattle.

Written February 16, 2022...

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I walked with him to the stable this morning,
And watched him soothe the cows awaiting
The barnyard coming alive with the sounds
Of animals in the morning...

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re-post inspired by Constance contest

Beechwoods,downland and common heath,
Chalky soil inches beneath;
Trees,jostling tall,
Leaf,yellow-brown in Autumn,fall;
Fallow deer feed at dawn and dusk,
Treading flat the beechnut husk;
Open heath,sandy...

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IDYLL

Does
beauty
sleep beneath
weeping wiilow
trees.

Ekphrasis on Reverie by Vinolas...

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Brecon Beacons for pony-treks,
Cumbrian fells and bubbling becks;
Lake District views beloved of bards
Stone-bridged hamlets in the 
Dales with enclosed leas along its vales.
Snowdonia ,one thousand...

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This life has turned around 
many curves past many 
beautiful places that have 
beckoned me to stop and walk 
among the wild flowers.

I have stopped...

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So far away 
(from me now)
But near my heart

So long ago 
(almost seeming just) 
Sketched enrapt memories 

There by a young mans adventure
(memories distilled to...

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I can smell my past in the particles of air that surround me.
Familiar images flood through my mind.
All that was lost, from all that has...

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I stand alone in the dusty wind,
I've been left out there, stranded from people's grins,
I stood alone for many years now
Watching the cars pass by...

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The late afternoon sun falls slowly in the sky
its radiant heat so strong as to slow time
for all sad creatures sitting squinting
gazing in the distance,...

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To the forest I must go.
Trees laden down with snow.
Winding paths, towering poles.
Secret hidy holes.
Little faces watch, as you go by.
With a flicker of the...

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On a lonely hill
Stands a lonely house
Under a gray blue sky.

An empty shell of what used to be
A reminder of days gone by.

It's walls once...

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A land that captures your attention;
encapsulate your thoughts of natural beauty and tranquility
A land of divine sunshine.
A place of seashores; a land with momentum water...

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I like to wake up in the morning at the lake,
I sleep out on the porch, on account of I hate snoring,
so I can hear...

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