Treasure Island

Anthony Di'anno

(North Yorkshire)


My gentle gracious Lady Nymph,
I beseech thee to lay my weary head upon thine warm and loving bosom.
So to spend quiet simple hours among meadow flowers and singing birds.
Far from speeding cars and unkind words.
Lay me at rest for a tender while.
Near crystal streams and willow trees to dream my dreams while time doth freeze.
Prithee lay me far from wall and stile.
Let flashing blue be halcyon led.
The scent of you, swim through my head.
My soul unfurl and limbs entwirl around yon Hazel tree.
May this walled in heart just fall apart.
And pure love flow in molten glow.
Our eyes eternally shine.
My dearest darling Lady Nymph,
I pray that under willow trees this very eve,
our tendril'd souls entwine.

Submitted: Saturday, March 02, 2013
Edited: Thursday, March 07, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I have taken Danny's advice and deleted 'doth' from the final line.
Far be it for me to grate my muse's delicate ear lugs.

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  • Daniel Brick (7/13/2014 11:10:00 PM)

    I like this poem very much, not least of which is that it evokes one of the great ages of Love Poetry, the Elizabethan Age, in a poem filled with the spirit that animated sonneteers like Wyatt, Sidney, Shakespeare. As I read Anthony's address to the tree nymph Hazel, I could see her counterpart in a photograph just above the poem, a beautiful young woman, fair of face with long straight hair, reads intently from a book of verse. Her lovely face seems on the verge of tears she is so moved by what she reads. This peerless woman is as beautiful within as she is without (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (4/11/2014 6:44:00 AM)

    Anthony, you have an Elizabethan poetic sensibility which is especially rich and persuasive in this poem. You can hobnob with Sir Thomas Wyatt and Sir Phillip Sydney, maybe even the great Edmund Spencer will stop by! I didn't know if the title referred to the tree or a woman - well, Hazel is both because she is a tree nymph, and also that perfect female companion that we males dream of. She is embodied, according to Jung, in the male psyche as the Anima. You aptly surrender to her embodiment: MAY THIS WALLED-IN HEART JUST FALL APART/AND PURE LOVE FLOW What bliss is promised! And at the end the nymph's identity as plant is affirmed in another union: I PRAY...OUR TENDRIL'D SOULS ENTWINE. That is so Elizabethan! (Report) Reply

  • Gleb Zavlanov (7/20/2013 9:51:00 AM)

    A beautiful write. I actually felt like I was there near the tree itself. Thanks. I invite you to read and comment. (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (3/7/2013 12:31:00 AM)

    A nice write with use of old English to give it an older style and charm. The use of doth in the last line is a bit grating as the line has a pleasant melodic taper, but the hard d and th syllables disrupt the smooth rhythm. (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Davis (3/2/2013 12:05:00 PM)

    Expertly fashioned to thoroughly enchant the lady; a woman, no doubt, more than worth the wooing.
    Charm writ on an unusually high level. (Report) Reply

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