Woody House Poem by Valsa George

Woody House

Rating: 5.0


We have a snug retreat far in the woods
Not bigger than a robin’s nest
But cozy and comfy for just two souls
A hide out from the fuss n’ fever of life

It has a small garden hemmed with a hedge
Neatly laid out in décor and taste
And gleaming with refreshing verdure
The haunt of butterflies and honey bees

An ideal place to sneak away now and then
From life’s pressing cares and concerns
Here the air is pristine sans soot and fumes.
A confluence where peace and beauty unite!

Here we break loose the tethers
From the rigid civilities of urban living
Throw away the habits of reserve
And become joyous and free hearted

Sometimes we make an impromptu trip
Sometimes we plan it well in advance
Whatever it be, being here is fun
And enjoy it like a weekend picnic

On some evenings we go gathering
Succulent fruits and wild berries
And roam to the wide stretch of open fields,
Lying furrowed waiting for seasonal crops

More than ever we now seek solitude.
It is in the quiet and not in the noise,
That we are able to plumb life’s depths
That we listen to our hearts’ songs

It is here our souls acquire dove’s wings.
Though time has taken its toll from our bodies,
Though youth and beauty have gone for ever,
Still we walk in the woods with hands clasped!

Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: home
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hazel Durham 18 May 2014

The quiet times are full of the meaning of life in it's beautiful essence, of standing still and listening to our innermost thoughts, that inspire us to seek a sanctuary to off load the stress of our busy lives! I love this serene and superb write!

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I love this poem of natures consolation.

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Salini Nair 19 May 2014

a poem with lots of meaning.............like it

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Vivek Tiwari 19 May 2014

Back to Nature... A unique poem...with unique wording the words sound like music Nature has all that we really need 10/10

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Chuy Amante 20 May 2014

A lovely description of a sacred place! Away from the noise, away from the race! Wonderful! A+

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Kumarmani Mahakul 18 December 2018

It is here our souls acquire dove’s wings. Though time has taken its toll from our bodies, Though youth and beauty have gone for ever, Still we walk in the woods with hands clasped! ......touching expression with lofty theme. A beautiful poem with interesting inscription has been incisively delineated. Thanks for posting this gem with us.

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Edward Kofi Louis 13 July 2016

An ideal place! With the beauty of life. Nice work.

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Barry Middleton 22 April 2016

Beautiful poem and description of a beautiful place and the feelings it brings.

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Amitava Sur 23 June 2014

A nostalgic poem reminding the early heydays and at the same time drawing a beautiful picture of the retreat within the nature and the wood what gives a soothing feeling with the pristine air in the wood

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Akhtar Jawad 28 May 2014

Change is always attractive and if it is a change from the noisy and polluted atmosphere of a cosmopolitan town to a woody house in the forests, it brings glimpses of paradise.

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