Wilds Poems - Poems about Wilds

These are modern English translations of ancient Middle English poems. The Maiden Lay in the Wilds circa the 14th century loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The maiden in the moor lay, in the moor lay; seven nights full, seven nights full, the maiden in the moor lay, in the moor lay, seven nights full and a day. Sweet was her meat. But what was her...

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Once upon a crystal ball in splendor Well within the confines of the tent Where light is not your friend Slender fingers of the gorgeous girl Using only wavering motions Hover just above the glowing orb Conjuring up the future from the past By simply trembling into a formal trance When the gypsy opens up her blazing eyes Filled with wisdom from the ages...

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They shall be mine, saith the Lord of hosts, in that day when I make up my jewels (Mal. 3:17). You combed the wide forlorn Wilds, up the mountains, down the valleys. You burrowed the rocks, searching for a glint of your lost treasure. You...

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Winter Wilds Calm down the forest greens Branchless trees stripped bare Torn apart by weight Broken limbs by seasons ice Coupled with sinister wind Blown away are the leaves and twigs Tall trunks stand naked on the tundra Wild, vast distances exposed Clouds gather birds, insects with lost shelters, homes No place to hide below their grayness Placed on hold in cold solitude What remains is...

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Stranded on a deserted isle your coconut friends stood by but floated away in the storm you sought a cave as a dorm from the flux. You were left in rags and after many years your eyes' heart in sags. Those whom you've always thought would be there have left you unbeknownst in the silent night. You have become a bear in these...

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