Woods Poems - Poems about Woods

The time was between the years of 1972 or 1976 when I was thirteen to about sixteen years old. The place was "The woods behind the Westbury Sweetshop" In the town of Iselin, New Jersey,...Read the rest...

God calls us to follow His way with no guarantees of a easy road but one great promise He'll never leave us no matter the weight, He knows our load This has always been my experience but the Lord has...Read the rest...

In the laughing woods, Where oaks speak their peace And wildflowers smile with ease, Where moss carpeted stones seem to breath And pine scented nights sometimes grieve, Where the forest walls are deep And the moon so often preaches Where melancholy cannot...Read the rest...

My friend, so much like a brother to me, has met me in these woods where we like to hunt for pesky animals we see. I’ve brought my bow and arrows on this hike. Because I’ve known this friend...Read the rest...

Old Friend Yesterday taken a walk in Fryent Country Park, a heart of nature Landscapes, ponds, trees, bushes, fields, forests, great shoots My camera cried with joy, I often wiped the lenses, wide-angle Yes, the winter weather was so...Read the rest...

The dark woods felt threatening tonight Renee had no idea why but she felt fearful The farther she walked, the scarier things got The shadows seemed to have eyes; she felt watched. She turned, thinking maybe she should head...Read the rest...

Picking imprints from everywhere, Let all the woods your footprint bear, Take off, nag at no rutted tract, What if some rickety ways stare. Throw to winds every needless care, Let no head wind unduly dare, Let the worse worsen, worst...Read the rest...

At the edge of a still wood, Glistening with dew, Soundless sighs from the autumn, Oaks, dark and defiant, Strong as the night, Who breathes starry musings Over the gentlest whisper of wonder… Reflections of grace, softly smiling On the intimate pages Of...Read the rest...

In quiet woods where whispers play, The trees converse in rustling leaves; As sunlight dances through the grey. In quiet woods where whispers play, Of seasons shifting, night to day, The gentle breeze brings calm that cleaves, In quiet woods where...Read the rest...

This is the tale of young Polkahontus. She lives in the forest; her aim is to taunt us. The squeezebox is ancient; it’s lacquered and red; she communes with the spirits and plays for the dead. She gives the...Read the rest...

In the misty woods As time and place blended Into something outside each We made love In so many ways As dolphins laughed And humpbacks sang And after when we napped Our lives unfolded Year after year In work and pleasure Challenge and...Read the rest...

Walking through the woods one night I came across a gruesome scene. A sight that made me flee in fright. I had forgotten Halloween. A ghost appeared in flowing shroud, Then Dracula demanding blood. A zombie army moaning loud, Shreds of clothing...Read the rest...

Behind silvery gray animus clouds, the moon does hide. The night does cry; its heartbeat rise and falls, like the tide. Celestial, sleepless, unbending, cold night gathered overhead, Veiling eerie shadows, eternal time with hideous guise, dread. Idle and...Read the rest...

Jay’s older brothers used to torture him. They’d say, “Let’s have a harmless bit of fun”~~ then tell him tales about a red-eyed ghost. Poor little Jay would tremble, scream, and run. The plots they wove grew scarier with...Read the rest...

Dare not rove in the woods on Halloween There are witches there who are best not seen They tempt one with brew that resembles stew Truth is what goes in the brew’s not for you. They put in...Read the rest...