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Nymph Poems - Poems about Nymph

Premium Member Black Nymph
Born of deep waters But hiding secret longings Which yearns for the air above Changing skin daily The black nymph dreams of the day It could escape the dank mud 'Til the hard shell cracks Iridescent wings unfold It emerged as life transformed Freed from the cold stream Now belonging to the skies Yet, bound by mires of the past It flies close to the ripples ...

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Categories: nymph, allegory, insect, metaphor, nature,
Form: Choka
Ephemeral
To escape world’s relentless strain, From life’s cycle, to epic refrain, Wander with Homer’s visionary eye, Where Sappho’s verses lie. A young man, burdened by false mirth, Packed his bags and left the earth, Seven mountains, four seasons he’d chart, Poseidon’s wrath could not deter his heart. The sun glinted in his disillusioned gaze, Along the shore, in a quiet haze. All he owned had...

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Categories: nymph, dream, fantasy, lost love,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member A Poem for Angitia
A POEM FOR ANGITIA: a paraphrased of Silius Italicus (c26-191 CE) Angitia the Daughter of Eeta the Sun And the Sea-nymph Persa Was first to use herbs In magic and wellness. She is Mistress of Venoms. She murmurs by the stream To draw down the Moon. By her command the river is held back. The mountains and the forests become still....

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Categories: nymph, fantasy, moon, myth, mythology,
Form: Rhyme
locked in nymph
. she knows Jehovah God Almighty she knows ...

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Categories: nymph, appreciation, blessing,
Form: Dramatic Verse
pixy nymph dance
. 'pon yesss 'pon ...

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Categories: nymph, fantasy, literature,
Form: Free verse



nymph
i don't want anyone to look at me. i disgust myself. the way i am makes me sick. if i could change, I would. i can't, so instead i lock myself up. i’ll fix myself one day. when i have more energy. not today, probably not tomorrow either. you called me a mythical creature, did you mean a tiyanak or a nymph? ...

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Categories: nymph, absence,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Gorgeous Forest Nymph
Dancing in the moonlight the gorgeous forest nymph showed truth. The woods became completely silent as they watched dear Ruth. She is a child grown from tree roots, the oaks said, claiming her. Her ambitions and ideas are well-thought out, she has a kindness pure....

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Categories: nymph, 10th grade, 4th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Elusive Nymph
Accidentally I stumbled on the hidden pool, I saw her there among the sedge, so lovely and cool, "Come swim with me," she smiled in an angelic way. Euphorically my heart beat fast with radiant sway. How fast I swam towards that heavenly vision, ...

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Categories: nymph, fantasy,
Form: Couplet
Nymph
Like a nymph walking through the woods, She glides soundlessly through the trees, Remembering their lost childhoods, She lifts her face to feel the breeze, And soft leaves crunch under her feet; She glides soundlessly through the trees, Her head moves in tune with the tweet, Obscuring her tears as they fall, And soft leaves crunch...

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Categories: nymph, loss, lost love, nostalgia,
Form: Terzanelle
Nymph of the Night
She danced under milky moonlight, Lithely swaying to starry strains, Twirling like a nymph of the night; He watched her waltz - a graceful sight, Heeding no decorum constrains, She danced under milky moonlight; In the shadows, it seemed just right That she would set alight the plains, Twirling like a nymph of the night; Stopping his heart took all his might, As it raced...

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Categories: nymph, dance, love, night, woman,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Nymph From Exodus
Are we less superior to ourselves than realization? Our temporary shell, our salt, our generation. Our streamers flutter like snow in Antarctica. longing and valid expansion, made of mica. Striving to liberate us, it rips apart its body. Once again, envisaging us embody. Systole, diastole, adventure indiscriminately. The wide open oozes a scent of love imminently. Shimmering between each of the drumbeats. Summer, you...

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Categories: nymph, analogy, appreciation, confusion, death,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Dragonfly
Dragonfly That chosen morning by the lake’s shaded edge A new formed dragonfly from developed nymph Emerged in ‘clear plates of sapphire mail’.* Primordial blood pumped into ancient veins, Archaic wings in the day’s full warmth unveil. Still, above the tall green spiked leaves, Precision predator in sudden flight. In sun warmed air; above still water’s edge, The iridescent dragonfly darts and turns By nettles,...

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Categories: nymph, summer,
Form: Rhyme
To Nymph Florence Welch
Florence, Flower, Where is mysticism? Where is the ghost? Where is , what the water gave you?! Where are you - "Alone", the one that was deserted. Well, there's A Crowd around, it's cut into your very word. Falling, there is you! And now , your camp has moved to the foreign lands. Oh, I see something has enveloped your...

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Categories: nymph, allegory,
Form: Verse
Retired Beauty, Soul, and Eyes
The nymph shudders at the sweet earth. I want to leave, but she wants all its worth. She is but a beautiful death, as she admires a last breath. “I love your retired beauty, soul, and eyes. My trance for you has such a beautiful gaze. Now I adore away your intense heart of lies, Remember my rough words in this phase.” Indeed,...

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Categories: nymph, age, change, courage, devotion,
Form: Ballad
Napowrimo Day5: Myth's Passing
NaPoWriMo NaPoWriMo Day5 Ancient Shorts Ancient powers forever lost Mourn their passing When time stands still. Wander over hill and dale March along the river's edge On no occasion to be found. Again, sweet song sung by the water Beauty's incarnation to see the light nevermore....

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Categories: nymph, appreciation, beauty, fairy, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

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