Alps Poems - Poems about Alps

the mountains call my name I hear, but am fearful about responding they come to me in dreams demanding to be heard I keep dreaming of them, I complain you are meant to go, they want you. is this possible? I turn in for another restless night the alps are demanding. I must have lived there in another lifetime. I always had an affinity...

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Mountains of my life never forgotten. Rivers of my veins flowing through my memories. ...

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I walked outside in the scorching heat moving papers and turning over pages just looking for that one line that goes back to the middle ages. The search was long, the documents were strong and the paragraph sits at the bottom with the exact words about the controversial land. Moses was deceased, Joshua was bequeathed...

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Abode of the avatars and the demigods, I am ageless, calm and deep rooted Indulged in the timeless meditations, I find vigor in serenity Covered in the blanket of loam, rocks and snow countess trees of life are sheltered on my back The sun, the stars, the wind and the skies are all my allies O mortal, I am just not...

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cow bells ring through verdant hills rolling up to cuddle towering gray cliffs spraying white foam intoxicating Alps where Frankenstein concocted Elixir Vitae and birthed a monster rich red wine and a pot of fondue on a cafe terrace jagged tip of the top of Europe peeking through the fluff hugging its head and shoulders stunning monster the Alps Elixer Vitae for an old soul...

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Masterful! lordly framed picturesque rain stain ing icy cap summit’s height, vaulting off grassy green pediplain’s sloping foothills, impinging azure sky’s obscur ing clouds. blazing sunbeam painted freshet rush to where river-rocks are...

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Army of Napoleon Bonaparte, Was so rhythmically marching, Gliding across all rough paths Like condors to conquer the Alps; A woman aged in experience, Warns him consequences dire; For never ever in her lifetime, Had she seen anyone coming back; He, overwhelmed by love for her, Gifts her diamonds vastly valued; Tells her to spread the great story Of Napoleon daring to come back; The army in...

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Naked majesty of Alps, looking down serene slopes, greenery all around me, colourful flowers in spree, silence is what nature speaks, except for rustle of leaves, my heartbeat is all there is, surrounded by eternal bliss! The hustle of life beyond, Looks deceptively grand! The din of distant lights, Promising false delights, luxury of city living, demanding, unforgiving. My mind would like to rest here, in Alp’s spiritual sphere, What a...

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A STORMY DAY IN THE SOUTHERN ALPS An environmentalist in love with his endowment, cast an eye upon the defender of nature’s delicate balance, she the soul queen of conservation, together the two assimilate like the prevailing hurricane lock horns as the beast would in battle.The vibration rattles the old tin roof of our cabin, while the...

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my eyes gazed over the doting sun while i focused on the tall pines that lined the darkened forest i'd remember laughter a quiet timing of tranquil thoughts nestled so beneath me i suppose the snow capped mountains craves my warmth as i craved the divine beacon razs gently time calmly left me behind...

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the ribs of falling night cold flints of a dark path a dark curtain creating two rooms nameless stumps of teeth melted to the white rock jaw ...

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A billowing cloud descends effortlessly from great heights Languishing momentarily near ominous Peaks, quietly resting, Surrounding tree-lined unspoiled vistas, while exploiting yon zenith A poem written in the duel styles of ABC and Acrostics Bob Quigley 10/27/2011...

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Stalwart Alps beauty sees Wild crocus blooms at your feet White around your crown Daffodils blowing in wind Sun shines brightly once again Glorious vibrant Hues, reflect the rays, much joy Eyes take and treasure Daffodils shout a Welcome to spring, trumpeting To Narcissus' song Cool breeze blow against the blooms Welcome colors fragrant joy Daffadown Dilly Jonquil a Southern beauty Amaryllis' gift...

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Stalwart Alps beauty sees Wild crocus blooms at your feet White around your crown Daffodils blowing in wind Sun shines brightly once again Glorious vibrant Hues, reflect the rays, much joy Eyes take and treasure Daffodils shout a Welcome to spring, trumpeting To Narcissus' song Cool breeze blow against the blooms Welcome colors fragrant joy. Daffadown Dilly Jonquil a Southern beauty Amaryllis' gift ~~~For the Rengay competition sponsored by Deborah...

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Incense hung in the evening air like the mist and the chains of prayer cranes. Ferocious gilded guardian framed the gate through the aged arched travelers trooped Pilgrims all. Monks diminutive in form, draped in square clothes of sacred orange, bow. Prayer hands copped over beating hearts. Business begins. The business of lodging and lodgers. The entrance holds the footwear of the prayerful; worn, unkempt, yet...

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