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Poem Details | by
Sunshine Smile |
Categories:
beauty, death, life, mountains,
The majestic spirit of the mountain
made your life a singing stream
On azure blue days, I drank of your freshness -
with slow wingbeats, the power of death defeated
27/07/2020
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Poem Details | by
A.O. Taner |
Categories:
beach, beautiful, cheer up, confidence, courage, crush, deep, desire, dream, environment, fantasy, farewell, for her, for him, forgiveness, freedom, happiness, heaven, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, joy, kiss, longing, lost, lost love, love, miracle, missing you, mountains, nature, ocean, philosophy, poems, poetry, psychological, relationship, sea, summer, sympathy, uplifting, water, wind,
the salty wind blowing from far, far away
read me a poem today
whose lines I've heard before,
bur where and when,
I couldn't tell:
"the shortest road is the one
that you know,
the longest road is the one
that you love"
soaked in deep thoughts,
I sat there for hours and hours
my eyes shut, lips dry
waiting for further clues
until, as a sudden,
the 'longest way' part rang a bell
I got off the chair,
opened my arms wide towards the ocean
hugged and kissed the wind,
the almightiest messenger of them all,
for making me feel again
so well.
Poem Details | by
Jan Terry |
Categories:
death, heaven, mountains, muse, nature, tribute, uplifting,
He sang of nature wild and free
and rode the waves upon the sea.
Found wonder in a bird in flight
and stargazed during the dark of night.
Somewhere above the muse still sings,
lifted high on celestial wings.
His soul flies over the eagle's nest,
as mortal remains are put to rest.
Riding the wind and sky above,
he sings his songs of home and love.
Country roads and apple pie;
he's left the earth to soar the sky.
Released from every earthly care,
I know he's found his mountains there.
The songwriter's gone but the music lives on.
July 5, 2015
Poem Details | by
Raul Moreno |
Categories:
death, history, holocaust, life, loss,
Mountains of leather,
Summit holocaust landscapes:
Valley of dead soles.
______________________________
Inspired by the piles of shoes
in the Auschwitz concentration camps
Poem Details | by
M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
death, earth, earth day, environment, mountains,
Black
Wasteland
Blitzkrieg hills
Broken promises
Death!
Poem Details | by
Suyash Saxena |
Categories:
absence, adventure, age, analogy, childhood, courage, creation, cry, dark, death, death of a friend, dedication, desire, dream, eulogy, identity, imagination, innocence, inspirational, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, memory, missing you, mountains, moving on, muse, mystery, nostalgia, sad, society, song, spring, winter, wisdom, words, write, youth,
Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.
Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.
Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s College.
Poem Details | by
Suyash Saxena |
Categories:
august, autumn, beauty, color, creation, dark, death, emotions, eve, fantasy, goodbye, happiness, image, imagination, morning, mountains, senses,
Trees shed
Their Autumn Leaves.
Autumn Leaves-
That fall,
That twirl
And then embrace the ground.
Autumn Leaves-
That flood
The pathways I tread
And the horizon I see.
Amidst them, I halt
Amongst them, I sit,
Stare and admire
Them as they shower from trees.
I listen to them,
As they rustle,
And cuddle
In the soothing autumn breeze.
Wondrous it is to listen
To the tales they tell,
Tales spelled in their toungless accents
Tales that are the soul of each of those
Falling, twirling, rustling
Autumn Leaves.
Poem Details | by
Sherri Mayne |
Categories:
depression, emotions, faith, grief, identity, image, mountains,
A whirlwind of pity,
a loss of pride,
Extreme insecurity,
bound to my side.
A mountain of emotion,
a puddle of hope,
fear entwined,
no way to cope.
A complete disaster,
impossible to fix,
love and hate,
an impressible mix.
Remarkable outcome,
unspoken words,
actions shout,
no sound heard.
Poem Details | by
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
endurance, eulogy, i miss you, mountains, purple, rainbow, relationship,
Hubert awash was a Josh for his Bonn,
he was in a toss at the ton and never knew his cons,
say today that was interest and wand, that he could only shoot his lawn-
he never needed but had all his own knots for the fawns.
Poem Details | by
Mel Brake |
Categories:
bereavement, best friend, death of a friend, joy, mountains, nature, wisdom,
She rides
She rides
Like the wind
To be seen again
She rides
She rides
Like the wind
To be seen again
She rides
She rides
Like the wind
To be seen again
On the day of her memorial service
We walked to the top of the hill
To honor her memory
But the memory
Like her
No longer walks
These sacred grounds
But
The tree blew
The birds flew
and the fly knew
But the memory
Like her
No longer lives here
Because she is alive
and she is more than alive
She is the I am everywhere
She rides
She rides
Like the wind
To be seen again
Poem Details | by
Gail Roberts |
Categories:
death, fire, mountains, natural disasters, nature,
Phantoms eerie,
burned and blackened
arms upraised in supplication
bent and broken, beckoning.
Driftwood garbed they testify
in shrouded mist, in foggy sky
Woodland graveyard, petrified
Silent screams
assault the senses
“Who says fire cleanses”
Poem Details | by
Jake Radford |
Categories:
death, earth, innocence, mountains, natural disasters, nature, pain, poetry, snow,
With the furious rage of a thousand Winters,
A sea of injustice, waiting at the spout.
Like the irritated bite of a good man's splinters,
That swindle and split when sweetly plucked out.
The frost-fangs froth into an empty grave,
And leave all, cowering below, to their bitter end.
Sovereign cragsmen, smothered as slaves,
Like a crumbling ship, so desperate to scend.
The mighty Alps, now a fresh garden of bones,
As its prey lie tangled in the ghastly web.
Listen to the innocent and their soft, muted moans,
And slowly keep climbing from your cruel misstep.
Poem Details | by
Janet Bingham |
Categories:
christian, courage, death of a friend, happiness, hope, inspirational, relationship,
Somewhere beyond the mountains,
just beyond the pass.
Somewhere beyond the mountains
where you smiled to me your last.
In Paradise, I'll meet you,
your hair of burnished gold,
sparkling like grain at harvest time.
We'll never again grow old.
There'll be no more temptation,
no more straying off the path;
there'll be no more sorrow,
for that will all be passed.
I'll meet you in the stream of life.
We'll fly beyond the clouds.
Somewhere beyond the mountains;
no one has to speak out loud.
Yet every thought we think of
we will surely know;
somewhere beyond the mountains;
on clouds as pure as snow.
Janet Marie Bingham
Poem Details | by
Jimmi Canada |
Categories:
africa, allusion, america, angst, assonance, bird, destiny, film, fish, funeral, heartbreak, mountains, myth, nature,
Sung in the wild,
not unlike an age to aspire,
a maker of the call too many chime to beguile-
against unlawful spy,
to the face we deny the right,
I rely tentatively the waste on tonight.
Poem Details | by
Virginia Mitchell |
Categories:
death, father, loss, sad,
I step into the new day.
Standing,
in the valley of the mountains,
The red dawn predicts change.
Inside, a cloak of darkness hangs.
Daniel sits,
confused,
in his brown reclining chair.
Birds cut low through the morning sky.
Knowingly,
Earth follows the Laws of Nature,
rain will soon fall.
Lingering,
he grapples with mortality,
as death's cloak falls over him.
The storm breaks hard.
I cry,
in the valley of the mountains,
where the dawn predicts change.
Re-post from 1/2010
Poem Details | by
Mark Toney |
Categories:
courage, death, mountains,
Chomolungma's fame
sherpas' legendary strength-
beware the death zone
Poem Details | by
nick armbrister jimmy boom semtex |
Categories:
angel, death, fantasy, mountains, mystery, nature,
The Faller
He stands at the edge of a tall mountain looking down the sheer drop.
Seconds pass.
The man jumps!
Nothing stops his fall.
Rocks smash his frail limbs like matchsticks.
End over end till he finally hits the valley floor 2,800ft below,
his body a bloody broken mass.
Why did he jump?
Suicide?
No.
Because he enjoys it.
He's the faller.
This jump is his 318th off this mountain.
Broken limbs, pulped body, severed head, fatal injuries and death
are an occupational hazard.
It's ok.
The destructive injuries vanish after 30 minutes and
the faller is as fit as a butcher’s dog
and mad as a psychopath to jump again.
Witness a freak: the faller.
Poem Details | by
Andy Craig |
Categories:
character, death, faith, identity, mountains,
Upon a narrow mountain ledge,
stripped of courage and facing
death. Almost giving up on
yourself, the reaper moves in
with deadly stealth. If not for
"The pledge" you would give into
this dread.
Yet a solemn vow keeps your soul
intact, seemingly protected from
the reapers snatch. Your body
aches and your will it fades. Still
upon a narrow mountain ledge you
gaze within and cling to "The pledge"
A pact was made and you know the
stakes.
No time for mistakes a new day awakes.
You honour this with a brave new face.
Onwards and upwards to fulfil "The Pledge"
and while doing so restoring your grace.
Poem Details | by
Brian Davey |
Categories:
bereavement, death, deep, fear, grave, imagery,
Buried beneath the mountains we choose to never climb,
buried six feet under all the sands of time.
One life to live just to leave it all behind,
living as if that living life was never mine.
So many white crosses, the grass is so green,
so many life losses, buried dirt of the unclean.
Left alone and haunted, somewhere inbetween,
rotting caskets, maggotts, a world so obscene.
Poem Details | by
Virginia Mitchell |
Categories:
angst, caregiving, death, father, life, loss, nature, sad, time
I step into the new day.
Standing,
in the valley of the mountains,
The red dawn predicts change.
Inside, a cloak of darkness hangs.
Daniel sits,
confused,
in his brown reclining chair.
Birds cut low through the morning sky.
Knowingly,
Earth follows the Laws of Nature,
rain will soon fall.
Lingering,
he grapples with mortality,
as death's cloak falls over him.
The storm breaks hard.
I cry,
in the valley of the mountains,
where the dawn predicts change.
Poem Details | by
Lauren Knight |
Categories:
absence, death, emotions, girl, grief, mountains, snow,
The whitewashed sands are blowing across the meadow
The hill upon which she stands
Her legs spread apart
Feet turned out.
Her head wrangles side to side, like blades within her toes
That sprinkling from ground
Do grow up and up
The anchor.
Her face is white and whiter still, all the blood be gone
The sign of the aorta pumps bleat
Ventricles slam shut
Jolt of silence.
The whitewashed sands are blowing across the meadow
The hills upon which she stands
The body that leaps out.
Her limbs roll down.
Poem Details | by
Anil Deo |
Categories:
adventure, art, blessing, eulogy, mountains, nature, spiritual,
In the vast riches of my Being
There is a sacred mountain range
In one broad swath of Space
Is the most verdant pine forest
Interspersed with cedars and the occasional oak
Yet the unity, the Consciousness, the Life
Seems eternal, peaceful, safe, even NOW
As I breathe deeply, the tears roll down my face
In one whisper all the swaying branches speak:
Don’t cut me, don’t burn me, for YOUR sake
The corner of sky is cerulean blue
Then a wispy cloud – thought: I must write – passes by
I do not attend. I hover between Being and Form
An iota of wisdom, as I answer her call and question
About immigration, work, survival. Be, do not think ...
(c) DEO,20180618
Poem Details | by
kathy Crain |
Categories:
death, inspirational, introspection, life, loss, nostalgia, passion, mountains,
How I wish
That I could climb
Atop a mountain high
So I could reach out my hand
And touch you in the sky
To climb the highest peak of it
To sit with you I would
To climb as high as heaven above
Only if I could
While they surround me everyday
These mountains my eyes see
To climb as high as the highest peak
Would take eternity
So will I sit down low
Beneath this mountain pass
And dream of climbing to the peak
To sit with you at last
And every day with these mountains
That my eyes will see
I will look upon every peak
In remembrance of thee
Poem Details | by
Anisha Dutta |
Categories:
appreciation, beautiful, bereavement, mountains,
ALPS
Most strong built stands stable cool and calm
On Earth, it rests rigid and firm.
Up so high to reach the top.
Steady hard rock as prop.
Touch its solid limb.
Too tough to climb.
Nice ice caps.
Cold slaps.
Alps.
04/14/17
' Completely Your Choice (22) by Brian's Strand
Poem Details | by
Kamran Rashid |
Categories:
bereavement, death of a friend, freedom, growing up, humanity, immigration, international,
The oppression echoes all around the valleys
The injustice walks out all around the alleys
Being born and brought up in Kashmir
I have seen a lot happening in Kashmir
The unidentified graves and those naives
The burning windows and all half-widows
The curfews, crackdowns and all threats
The mountains mourning on innocent deaths