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.
Didi3d
Poem Published
Today 2:59pm
Today 2:59pm
The jump of a trout....
The jump of a trout
Dragonfly, daughter of the wind
frivolous summer
I take my flight
My laughter erupt
Like singing kisses
Clouds, cotton white
Playing leapfrog
On the blue grass
Up in the sky
ripe wheat, yellow field
as golden waves
Singing the season
Of lovers embracing
poppies and daisies
Scribbling in color
My soul, half man
and still child
I see myself
Spinning as fast
towards the clear river ...
crystal clear snake
...
To see...
Dragonfly, daughter of the wind
frivolous summer
I take my flight
My laughter erupt
Like singing kisses
Clouds, cotton white
Playing leapfrog
On the blue grass
Up in the sky
ripe wheat, yellow field
as golden waves
Singing the season
Of lovers embracing
poppies and daisies
Scribbling in color
My soul, half man
and still child
I see myself
Spinning as fast
towards the clear river ...
crystal clear snake
...
To see...
#countryside
#river
#clouds
#nature
#crush
4 reads
1 Comment
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
20th Jan 2020 1:56pm
20th Jan 2020 1:56pm
Lullaby (tanka version)
rain has since moved
while he's gone and I listen
to metal tines’ pluck
of Zimbabwe lullabies
playing on the mbira
🦒
yet how still the air—
there's scent of unlit candles
gifts by and from him
throughout the hunting lodge
reminders to him of me
🦒
on the veranda
wearing little from the heat
endless savanna
for my eyes seek and yearn
he follows the migrations
🦒
...
while he's gone and I listen
to metal tines’ pluck
of Zimbabwe lullabies
playing on the mbira
🦒
yet how still the air—
there's scent of unlit candles
gifts by and from him
throughout the hunting lodge
reminders to him of me
🦒
on the veranda
wearing little from the heat
endless savanna
for my eyes seek and yearn
he follows the migrations
🦒
...
#love
#countryside
#travel
#tanka
#nostalgia
54 reads
14 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
17th Jan 2020 6:52am
17th Jan 2020 6:52am
SKINNY DIP IN A GOLDEN SEA
#erotic
#countryside
#rhyming #lover
#rhyming #lover
117 reads
3 Comments
Vamps
Poem Published
11th Jan 2020 11:55am
11th Jan 2020 11:55am
Fenland
Where the Hare, does run
Fleet of foot
The Kestrel
Hovers
Lonely
Above
Wind swept Wheat
Golden waves
Heavy headed
Moving
with
Sea travelled
Whips
Paths well trod
Slate grey
Footed
by the ghosts
Of drovers
Tar footed flocks
Journeymen
Living
Less ordinary
From Fen to
The Big Smoke
Tied only
To his stock
A blanket of...
Fleet of foot
The Kestrel
Hovers
Lonely
Above
Wind swept Wheat
Golden waves
Heavy headed
Moving
with
Sea travelled
Whips
Paths well trod
Slate grey
Footed
by the ghosts
Of drovers
Tar footed flocks
Journeymen
Living
Less ordinary
From Fen to
The Big Smoke
Tied only
To his stock
A blanket of...
#home
#countryside
#Britain
31 reads
1 Comment
ClassyBird
Poem Published
11th Jan 2020 10:54am
11th Jan 2020 10:54am
Montserrat The Emerald Isle
Sweet little Caribbean vibe,
Rich with pride
From cassava bread
to coconut dumplings
Beautiful Emerald Isle
Watched Soufriere Hills volcano kiss the sky
She ruptured, fire before our eyes,
Ocean floor to shoreline,
Preserve this land which is mine,
Reducing pollution,
Recycling debris
Protecting this Emerald City
Steel-pan drumming,
Masqueraders parading
The street's festivity,
Such freedom exude
As culture expressed by
The local dances and...
Rich with pride
From cassava bread
to coconut dumplings
Beautiful Emerald Isle
Watched Soufriere Hills volcano kiss the sky
She ruptured, fire before our eyes,
Ocean floor to shoreline,
Preserve this land which is mine,
Reducing pollution,
Recycling debris
Protecting this Emerald City
Steel-pan drumming,
Masqueraders parading
The street's festivity,
Such freedom exude
As culture expressed by
The local dances and...
#countryside
#sea
#sky
#nature
#mountains
90 reads
5 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2019 8:12pm
23rd Dec 2019 8:12pm
The House On The Hill
The old house stands at the top of a hill
Alone and abandoned
Surrounded by grass and earth
Weeds sprout across an uneven path
The faded curtains and peeling paint hint of secrets
An unproven rumour from the past
Silent weeping
The house has remained empty for years
People don’t want to come here
Apart from drunken kids for weekend dares
Or the morbid drawn to tragedy
Alone and abandoned
Surrounded by grass and earth
Weeds sprout across an uneven path
The faded curtains and peeling paint hint of secrets
An unproven rumour from the past
Silent weeping
The house has remained empty for years
People don’t want to come here
Apart from drunken kids for weekend dares
Or the morbid drawn to tragedy
#loneliness
#countryside
#despair #boredom
#despair #boredom
39 reads
10 Comments
Walt55
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 2:23am
3rd Dec 2019 2:23am
Canadian Proud
The maple leaf it do fly,
Waving happily,
On a pole so high.
As the red and white flies,
I reflect,
Of what this country,
Do the best.
In unison we do sing,
Our national anthem,
Like song birds,
In the spring.
We are like the beaver,
So noble and grand,
Building a country,
While saving the land.
The noble moose,
So sturdy and strong,
Protecting the forest,
With a watchful eye on all.
We have the heart of a dove,
And a soul of a bear,
Believing in peace first,...
Waving happily,
On a pole so high.
As the red and white flies,
I reflect,
Of what this country,
Do the best.
In unison we do sing,
Our national anthem,
Like song birds,
In the spring.
We are like the beaver,
So noble and grand,
Building a country,
While saving the land.
The noble moose,
So sturdy and strong,
Protecting the forest,
With a watchful eye on all.
We have the heart of a dove,
And a soul of a bear,
Believing in peace first,...
#love
#countryside
26 reads
0 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
1st Dec 2019 00:02am
1st Dec 2019 00:02am
Beauty In The Wilderness
The patch of land lies bare and unspoilt
An array of paths that weave through trees
Mud puddles and rusty railings
Steps that twist up a steep rise
An assortment of hidden colours
The photographer’s hour
A fresh wind
A hint of sunlight
Silvery like a winter mist
An array of paths that weave through trees
Mud puddles and rusty railings
Steps that twist up a steep rise
An assortment of hidden colours
The photographer’s hour
A fresh wind
A hint of sunlight
Silvery like a winter mist
#countryside
#nature
53 reads
7 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 11:08pm
13th Nov 2019 11:08pm
November Rain, The Seasons
Rain, a steady patter
A source of refreshment
The air, cool but comforting
The sounds outside, lulling, calming
The scent, mild with a hint of soil
Autumn
A source of refreshment
The air, cool but comforting
The sounds outside, lulling, calming
The scent, mild with a hint of soil
Autumn
#countryside
#nature
#peace
43 reads
7 Comments
sunsettown
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 8:34pm
4th Nov 2019 8:34pm
six strings to heaven
i'm not sure what it is
but there's something about
the stubble and worn out look
sunshade in the eyes
under a faded stetson hackberry hat
with a battered pair of handmade boots
in a dusty desert land
and that six string playing under your skin
but there's something about
the stubble and worn out look
sunshade in the eyes
under a faded stetson hackberry hat
with a battered pair of handmade boots
in a dusty desert land
and that six string playing under your skin
#countryside
145 reads
6 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
19th Oct 2019 8:23pm
19th Oct 2019 8:23pm
Fierce Winds
T was on a sojourn, many miles I’d gone,
‘Low xanthene sky of pink and bluish red.
And heard the zephyr’s xylophone in song,
When I’d arrive ‘neath Xanadu’s sunrise.
Wrapped in a flowing xanthic saffron robe,
While on a ladened Xebec sailing ship.
I looked across the prow at dawn’s first strobe,
The thrill against my heaving xiphiod!
Six members of the Xaverian sect;
An order of their brotherhood by birth.
Were on their way to witness for the Church,
To convert souls to raise them from the dirt.
It...
‘Low xanthene sky of pink and bluish red.
And heard the zephyr’s xylophone in song,
When I’d arrive ‘neath Xanadu’s sunrise.
Wrapped in a flowing xanthic saffron robe,
While on a ladened Xebec sailing ship.
I looked across the prow at dawn’s first strobe,
The thrill against my heaving xiphiod!
Six members of the Xaverian sect;
An order of their brotherhood by birth.
Were on their way to witness for the Church,
To convert souls to raise them from the dirt.
It...
#love
#countryside
#spiritual
#humankind
#wisdom
150 reads
16 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 3:44am
7th Oct 2019 3:44am
Stitched Fields
Sunrays on waving reeds
Spade diverting water from it's path
Any way it finds is it's path after all
Glistening and hasty
Making it's way to which it's guided
Shallow moats of literal square acreage
Busy little bees
Canvassing
Sewing seeds like buttons
Not long before the sprouts
Leave their shells to stretch their limbs
That they begin to casts shadows
Shadows turn to shade
A toad sitting watch
Seen by nothing
Just as planned
Ground of once barren earth
Growing...
Spade diverting water from it's path
Any way it finds is it's path after all
Glistening and hasty
Making it's way to which it's guided
Shallow moats of literal square acreage
Busy little bees
Canvassing
Sewing seeds like buttons
Not long before the sprouts
Leave their shells to stretch their limbs
That they begin to casts shadows
Shadows turn to shade
A toad sitting watch
Seen by nothing
Just as planned
Ground of once barren earth
Growing...
#home
#countryside
#nature
102 reads
4 Comments
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