Countryside Poems
#countryside
Countryside poems, poetry about the land and scenery of rural areas, including fields, forests, wild flowers and animals, brooks and winding country paths. Countryside poems includes poetry about small rural villages and communities, and the countryside way of life. Also poems about farming and farm animals, and country pursuits like hiking and fishing.
fiveamtuesday
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 9:14pm
2nd Jul 2020 9:14pm
Red Lemonade
Heavy storm clouds
Fraying at the edges
As the west horizon darkens,
And just beyond it’s silhouette,
Sunbeams cast out from behind it.
In a clement spectrum,
Summer hues,
Muted through precip-ish blues,
How tall
The fields of green and yellow billow
As the rain falls soft and gentle.
Butterflies and dandelions
Dances on the roil.
A single dewdrop,
Though inconsequential,
When a million starlit,
Sparkles,
Like the evening skies,
Brought alive
By fireflies and crickets too, ...
Fraying at the edges
As the west horizon darkens,
And just beyond it’s silhouette,
Sunbeams cast out from behind it.
In a clement spectrum,
Summer hues,
Muted through precip-ish blues,
How tall
The fields of green and yellow billow
As the rain falls soft and gentle.
Butterflies and dandelions
Dances on the roil.
A single dewdrop,
Though inconsequential,
When a million starlit,
Sparkles,
Like the evening skies,
Brought alive
By fireflies and crickets too, ...
#countryside
#rain
#storm #peace
#storm #peace
36 reads
1 Comment
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
22nd May 2020 4:11pm
22nd May 2020 4:11pm
Melt Me
You bring me to my knees with words alone
In your presence I melt into your hands
Your lips taste like ambrosia and sunsets
A burning love searing through my veins
We're drifting around back roads searching for each other
Silent screams in the night of your name
My body is here but my heart is with you
Aching for just one more taste
In your presence I melt into your hands
Your lips taste like ambrosia and sunsets
A burning love searing through my veins
We're drifting around back roads searching for each other
Silent screams in the night of your name
My body is here but my heart is with you
Aching for just one more taste
#love
#BestFriend
#countryside
#UnrequitedLove
#ForbiddenLove
130 reads
1 Comment
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
5th May 2020 9:23pm
5th May 2020 9:23pm
I’ll run with you
We are crepuscular beings
You and I
By day we yearn for dusk
And night for dawn to show
But tangled in twin satin sheets
We love under the sun
Til those hours, we so desperately seek
We chose the misty hills
And towering pines
We let the grass grow taller than my golden tresses
Braided by your hands
Those hands.. I know and love
That face I caress in moonlight glow
Can you feel it rising up?
Evening wind chimes start to sing
Barefoot, like a wild child
And a little slip dress
You...
You and I
By day we yearn for dusk
And night for dawn to show
But tangled in twin satin sheets
We love under the sun
Til those hours, we so desperately seek
We chose the misty hills
And towering pines
We let the grass grow taller than my golden tresses
Braided by your hands
Those hands.. I know and love
That face I caress in moonlight glow
Can you feel it rising up?
Evening wind chimes start to sing
Barefoot, like a wild child
And a little slip dress
You...
#ILoveYou
#countryside
#nature
#lover
#freedom
105 reads
2 Comments
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
4th May 2020 9:45pm
4th May 2020 9:45pm
The Hitchhiker
#BDSM
#countryside
#rhyming #funny
#rhyming #funny
143 reads
6 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
4th May 2020 1:26pm
4th May 2020 1:26pm
Mornings air
Walking alone in mornings air
Footsteps on bent grass
Musical sounds of courting birds
Cows curiously watching me
Trees rustling leafy growth
After long winters sleep
Old fences and kissing gates
Baby rabbits tumble out of hedges
Playing by the trickling creek
I'm getting closer to Cam peak
A rising cone
Breathing harder
Legs pounding it's very steep
Ascending rampart worn by many feet
Woods, fields, villages and wide river
Are all mine now to contemplate
And take in the country, to be part of it
This is...
Footsteps on bent grass
Musical sounds of courting birds
Cows curiously watching me
Trees rustling leafy growth
After long winters sleep
Old fences and kissing gates
Baby rabbits tumble out of hedges
Playing by the trickling creek
I'm getting closer to Cam peak
A rising cone
Breathing harder
Legs pounding it's very steep
Ascending rampart worn by many feet
Woods, fields, villages and wide river
Are all mine now to contemplate
And take in the country, to be part of it
This is...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#countryside #nature
#countryside #nature
47 reads
0 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 1:55am
27th Apr 2020 1:55am
Grassy Green Hills, Forever
Sunday drives are what gets life off my mind
Diverts it off my normal train of thought
It resembles my car today, swerving along unfamiliar roads
Truck trails and dirty tires
Is how you know you’re far out
The further I go
The greener it gets
The landscape welcomes me
With a soft emerald kiss
When I got to the grassy green hills
The sun was on its way
Taking a dive below those statuesque mountains
And though I was sad to see it go
I couldn’t help but smile at the shadows it left below
The valley...
Diverts it off my normal train of thought
It resembles my car today, swerving along unfamiliar roads
Truck trails and dirty tires
Is how you know you’re far out
The further I go
The greener it gets
The landscape welcomes me
With a soft emerald kiss
When I got to the grassy green hills
The sun was on its way
Taking a dive below those statuesque mountains
And though I was sad to see it go
I couldn’t help but smile at the shadows it left below
The valley...
#countryside
#mountains
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#NaPoWriMo2020
54 reads
2 Comments
Jezkeebs
Poem Published
21st Apr 2020 11:02pm
21st Apr 2020 11:02pm
Wickselm House
Wickselm
Just out of town
Thats where we found
Our garden of dreams
Then another one made three
Years past snowdrops everlast
Daffodils, apple trees and bees
June's sweetness
Roses and lots of other flowers
And the oaks
Burnt in late autumn
Some say it was haunted
Old stone walls and ivy
Post and rail
Winds that wail
In winter
horses...
Just out of town
Thats where we found
Our garden of dreams
Then another one made three
Years past snowdrops everlast
Daffodils, apple trees and bees
June's sweetness
Roses and lots of other flowers
And the oaks
Burnt in late autumn
Some say it was haunted
Old stone walls and ivy
Post and rail
Winds that wail
In winter
horses...
#family
#home
#countryside
#flowers
#nature
50 reads
0 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
9th Apr 2020 2:48am
9th Apr 2020 2:48am
A Country Girl
She was in the strands of grass
long before she ever knew
how it felt to lay in them
so long as to be fragranced so.
And she was a ripple on the pond
before a fish came up to surface
she was the glow that glinted forth
within the earliest morning light.
She was afire in the sun
that shone upon the land,
she already knew where she came from
before she reached out her sturdy hand.
A country side to fill her eyes
by every measure made her wise
in time, unlearning what could never be;
that in her mind,...
long before she ever knew
how it felt to lay in them
so long as to be fragranced so.
And she was a ripple on the pond
before a fish came up to surface
she was the glow that glinted forth
within the earliest morning light.
She was afire in the sun
that shone upon the land,
she already knew where she came from
before she reached out her sturdy hand.
A country side to fill her eyes
by every measure made her wise
in time, unlearning what could never be;
that in her mind,...
#countryside
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
90 reads
13 Comments
MidlandAngel
L Conway
L Conway
Poem Published
30th Mar 2020 6:09pm
30th Mar 2020 6:09pm
Dreaming
In my dreams I was sat in a peaceful, sunny place
The light was perfect , you could feel the essence of nature
The warmth and pleasure were immense
In this dream I began to walk and came upon a lake
I was content to dabble my fingers in the water
Silken strands running between my fingers
I was in awe of the beauty of this landscape
The lush green grass tickled my feet as I wandered about
The smell of sweet meadow hay and the buzzing of the bees
Gave this place a charm all of its own
Too soon I was woken from my dream
I lay there in bed...
The light was perfect , you could feel the essence of nature
The warmth and pleasure were immense
In this dream I began to walk and came upon a lake
I was content to dabble my fingers in the water
Silken strands running between my fingers
I was in awe of the beauty of this landscape
The lush green grass tickled my feet as I wandered about
The smell of sweet meadow hay and the buzzing of the bees
Gave this place a charm all of its own
Too soon I was woken from my dream
I lay there in bed...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#countryside
#nature
89 reads
6 Comments
Valeriya
Poem Published
25th Mar 2020 00:10am
25th Mar 2020 00:10am
Grandfathers Chair
A well-marked path scarred the
rich soil leading from the asphalt to the forested trail where grandfather's leather boots blazed the way, through golden aged pines.
Evergreen needles lay over a backlog
of dregs drawn together, forming folds along the water's edge.
The creek babble's along its wayward course, stopping briefly where herbs grow in bunches and stools of mushrooms provide a resting place
for your imagination.
Light from above co-mingles with
shade bringing warmth to vines
that hang from old oaks the striking beauty embellished...
rich soil leading from the asphalt to the forested trail where grandfather's leather boots blazed the way, through golden aged pines.
Evergreen needles lay over a backlog
of dregs drawn together, forming folds along the water's edge.
The creek babble's along its wayward course, stopping briefly where herbs grow in bunches and stools of mushrooms provide a resting place
for your imagination.
Light from above co-mingles with
shade bringing warmth to vines
that hang from old oaks the striking beauty embellished...
#family
#countryside
#memories
101 reads
4 Comments
Blipblip
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 2:56pm
15th Mar 2020 2:56pm
How Would the Woods Could Be
How Would the Woods Could Be
Perched under the sky above
Hovering branches rustle in the slight breeze
Snowflakes sparkle in the glinty sun
Meandering among twigs and fallen crumbling leaves
Ancient logs teetering windward in crooks casually
Beckoning a hearty welcome from the hilltop
As our gaze peaks over the garden hedge edge
From all across the way
We come from. near and afar
To dance and sing in a merry way
And gather wood among the fields of hay
Laughingly a holler says
Take your time to be ready ...
Perched under the sky above
Hovering branches rustle in the slight breeze
Snowflakes sparkle in the glinty sun
Meandering among twigs and fallen crumbling leaves
Ancient logs teetering windward in crooks casually
Beckoning a hearty welcome from the hilltop
As our gaze peaks over the garden hedge edge
From all across the way
We come from. near and afar
To dance and sing in a merry way
And gather wood among the fields of hay
Laughingly a holler says
Take your time to be ready ...
#countryside
76 reads
1 Comment
Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Mar 2020 8:47pm
1st Mar 2020 8:47pm
The Bike Ride
They say the bike race was my idea, that Craig Winters and the others would have preferred to stay indoors that August Bank Holiday Monday. In the shade where it was nice and cool. But Craig's mum agreed with me. It's a lovely day, she said, why don't you go out and play before school starts again?
Five of us rode to the clearing at the bottom of Whaley Hill. Me. Craig. Gordon. Callum Jenkins. And Callum's cousin Shane Jenkins. Or Skinny Shane, as we called him. We left about one o'clock and took bottles of squash.
I won the bike race, like always. The...
Five of us rode to the clearing at the bottom of Whaley Hill. Me. Craig. Gordon. Callum Jenkins. And Callum's cousin Shane Jenkins. Or Skinny Shane, as we called him. We left about one o'clock and took bottles of squash.
I won the bike race, like always. The...
#childhood
#countryside
#mystery
108 reads
10 Comments
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