Nymphs Poems | Examples

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Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
	the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
Unpredictable seas with droplets that spray oh how the sharp rocks being where they lay,
	Affects how sea nymphs stalk and capture their prey as if it were, a play !
Restless winds pervade the air oh how the clouds suggest a dare,
	Looking like sheep jumping over fences oh how it stirs the sky and senses !
Crackling fire illuminating the shadows of the night oh how with mysteries of the light,
	Animals will watch the humans make camp as if each camper is, a scamp !
Powerful gaze holding years of hope oh how with vulnerability and the will to cope,
	Looks knowingly into the void as if it were, a mental sanctuary to be employed !
Unstoppable magnetism attracts us to one oh how unexpected, powerful and fun,
When cupid’s arrow aims for you, there isn’t much that you can do !

wood nymphs waltz

wood nymphs waltz
fleshy dancers gay with wine
august old moon

Beach nymphs

.
   From toes unto nose's lip
               alopesia
                 rrrrrr
             there'z not 
                  one
           from the other
                  save
              their romp

             The breeze 
   It's free gift from the sea
     their diaphanous wrap 
             mine -holic

     Down mine sails went
          az mine anchor
               SPLASH
         into the wet salt
                  az i
          Mine eccentric

                Stroke
                stroke
                stroke
            off my went
           afield the sea
           hand in hand
            unto theirn 
              bucholic


* bucholic; my 'Portmanteau' for, bucolic
   and -holic < a suffix forming noun
   indicating a person having an abnormal 
   desire for or dependence on, e.g. workaholic ;)
* pronounced: boo'k hol'ik

Animals Sensed Wood Nymphs Love

Wood nymph was wearing flowers in her hair.
Her eyes were oozing kindness.
She sat still, not speaking.
The animals came to her.

a mouse
two squirrels
three chickadees
a deer

They sensed her love for them
a rabbit hopped by
feeling her wholesomeness
none were fearful, even a tiny bit.

Nymphs of Indigo

Honey dew of evergreen shrubs aligned.
Beauty that casts ought bare me no more.
Shadows within the cool faces ignore.

Their perpetuating waltz fork my mind,
Leaving eclectic faults intertwined;
Wandering about far more confined.

The trestling trees open like curtains,
Drawing you in with ease,
Calling out as they strike assertions.

An astonishing mossy figure sprouts,
Granting me no harm I already knew,
Reminding me I had bigger doubts.

How can such a being be so endearing?
These girls that have been appearing…
Was it me for whom I was fearing?

The imagination will take you for miles,
But these souls were just behind the wood.
The imagination is all just for the smiles.

They’ve been here far more years ago;
Their beautiful blue once again tickles my soul.
These were the Nymphs of Indigo.

Peerless

Each passing second your Love 
Etches its seal on eternal slates, 
Proving fleeting affections drear,
Yielding warmth that never sates. 

Infinitely warmer and soothing more,
It trounces fickle throbs of mortal kiss, 
Eclipsing legends' amours of nymphs
Hugged by knights into hollowed bliss.

None comparable to fabled stories
Lauding mimicking flames of yore, 
It permeates envy's diamond walls; 
Caressing loneliest canyons below.  

Your caress's unlying promise heals
Rude adder's strikes ignorance deals, 
And balms vipers' capricious stings; 
Surefire cure beyond temporal flings.

Nymphs At Play

It is not easy to happen upon them,
Pure nymphs in their natural beauty.
It happened to me only once when
I was resting beneath a red sunset maple, 
As the summer hear began to soar.

A stone throw away was a lively stream
Around which grew in flower
A clump of  Crape Myrtle Dwarves.
The breeze blew softly carrying 
Some mellifluous melody,
Whilst nubile gorgeous maidens,
Laughing merrily frolicked
An amorous intense folk dance.

Then some loud noise disturbed the peace.
And all disappeared out of sight.
Was it a dream?

Cicada Nymphs

summer cicadas
ushering patience to that
whole other level



Submitted on May 28, 2018 for contest MAGICICADA NON-TRADITIONAL HAIKU sponsored by MAUREEN MCGREAVY

Moondrop Nymphs

Glittering falling moondrops
Giving birth to graceful nymphs
Moonlit airborne vagabonds
Winged gypsies beneath asters
Incarnations of freedom in flight
Deities in their magical realms
Goddesses in miniature



AP: 3rd place

Submitted on March 14, 2019 for STANDARD CONTEST 195 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  3RD PLACE

Originally posted on March 20, 2018

Fleeing Nymphs and Yearning Satyrs

Your fragrant, smooth, white flesh intoxicates 
my senses. Such cool curves! That tumbling hair! 
But when I grapple close, those carnal gates 
elude me. I'm embracing scented air! 

I'm strong, but you are nimble. There you go, 
as light and limber as the April breeze, 
beyond my grasp - my agile-footed doe, 
enticing tail half-seen through tangled trees. 

How you can run! Whilst I, half-blind with lust, 
lunge in your wake, you - fleet, farouche and fey - 
like insubstantial mist, evade my thrust! 
Just out of reach, those soft enticements play! 

You torture me with longing. And you flee 
because you know, this way you'll capture me.

Nymphs

Sometimes 
I write poems about
 Wine and other essential
 Molehills of Life at 
4 AM when 
Bacchus is still awake
Conniving in 
Sheer revelry at the
 Mere notion he invented
Satyrs and other
Preternatural nymphs.
Speaking of nymphs, I relish the whim that at 
4:10 AM or thereabouts, if I rush outside into the
 Oozing Black Syrup, I might brush against one,
Intentionally.

Cosmological Nymphs On Horseback Equals Clip Clap Clop

A ninety foot nymph in a circus bath can bathe admirably at dusk but upon rising the tidal splash brings forth many cackling crabs. Digging and dropping. Drinking and DOING. Such is the efforts of a 1 centimeter oink. Defecation is best done in the morning. Delivery of many mingling mind talk to the toilet then flush. Plip plop then. Sploosh then flush. Oh good oh great. The elephant corridors of the world are very very busy. In torchlight sing an aria to the captain of the cosmos. Dismiss not a bacon flavoured water as it is very interesting to talk to and has travelled many many many times. How many times does a levitating truck visit the top of a mountainous platform? It is unknown. It is not scientifically proven that a snail can travel at very high speeds on the morning. Monumental movements mooing. *** la la la number of dancing duck people *** cosmological x z v I p q u g ***

Dancing Nymphs

Snowflakes:

Dancing nymphs of winter’s soul 

 
That  


Masterfully weave, nature’s nuptial

Gown!




© Demetrios Trifiatis
      14 January 2016

Nymphs On Midday Protest - Five Lines

NYMPHS ON MIDDAY PROTEST


Crystal nymphs frolic at day-spring
Unto puffs, upon hush of blossom breast
sliding and gliding like dangling strings
Chilling the fever of midday protest
soft-sweet rest as all sleeps at their nest
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Sponsor	Sara Kendrick
Contest Name	Five Lines/ Metaphors And Simile
++Placed 1st++

O.E. Guillermo
9:20 pm, June 22, 2015

Wood Nymphs

Wood Nymphs

Since wood nymphs are not real nor are they made of wood
We must conclude; you should not read this, even if you could
The word upon the page does not exist regarding them
Morals and the logic to that end
Demands you repent and go off
To find some other friends
Beyond the golden gardens of the fairy people
Are the purple greenish gnomes of pepper land
Do not sneeze or they will disappear 
If they should go away we all should fear
It should be evident and abundantly clear
There will be nothing left to write about
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