Footpath Poems - Poems about Footpath

... It was a cold winter's day, the wind howled Sky missing hiding above, the dark clouds that were pelting rain had revenge on mind the cold, wet city was like a death-trap for the aged and......Read the rest...

..."A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)......Read the rest...

... She knew what kind of a girl went all the way on her first date. After all, she’d just met him earlier that afternoon. But there was just something about his face that made her feel safe. They arri......Read the rest...

...I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers, To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others. I worked at helping developers comply, wi......Read the rest...

...It's styles of a nameless brand pristine day an exclusive star-sheathed shadow after overwhelming luminous glare fainted a somewhat true-to-life footpath in a back of structured quai......Read the rest...

... Strides along the lonely road fearlessly the foredoomed lily groans with pain needlessly. We gaze at the dazzling ......Read the rest...

...The Unsupervised Stop Sign 10-26-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Unsupervised Stop Sign STOP! Red lights flash crimson warnings As arias of bloodred omens swirl about ......Read the rest...

...If something is out there you will see, if something is out there it will come running after thee, the squirrel is skilled at climbing trees and the bears can hold on to a certain degree. They can cl......Read the rest...

...Spooky Halloween Rhyme 8-16 Lines 10-19-23 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Haunted Path Ebony mists disguise a windswept path, Unseen fingers rustle decay......Read the rest...

...They moved hastily on a narrow desolate road As the sun continued to glide behind horizon. Their weary little hands, legs and their bowed Shoulders were vivid relics of toil since dawn. Life, f......Read the rest...

...Standing on the edge of forever walking the tightest rope Looking down into tomorrow’s abyss devoid of any hope The bottom rushing toward me if one mistake is made A footpath to a broken drea......Read the rest...

...~ A lilac endeavor of promised importance came strolling along on a path in the sun Its fragrance unfurling this side of September when springtime was singing for winter was don......Read the rest...

...It happens over there, a suburb, a state or half a world or more away from where I live in a quiet street with roses and hedges hanging over front fences with newly planted trees spaced alo......Read the rest...

...I walk through the pristine green Follow the footpath around And finally arrive at the unkempt Natural burial ground. The field has matured over The past ten years The Hawthorne now overshado......Read the rest...

...Was this a bold endeavour or worst-case high risk plot? In one sense I was caught between two poles apart concerns. One must never underestimate indeed trivialise a devilish difficult decision......Read the rest...