Appalachian Poems - Poems about Appalachian

...Detailing delicate defecation debacle Otherwise wordily titled: pooped out after pouring bucketfuls of water into place of ablutions all the while skipping to my loo umpteen times courtesy ba......Read the rest...

...Jewel layer templates gilded upstream sigh winsome eyelet skimmed scorning dawn orb Delphic mustard sketch on sapphire sequins Appalachian awning bearing flimsy nuggets surreal slender st......Read the rest...

...City born Northerners, Kiss the last rays of sunlight, With pampered lips While those of us born and raised In the south, Appalachian – We dust off the melting sun With a laugh that sheds th......Read the rest...

...Long time Shelton, Washington transplants... also known as noteworthy Trader Joe's patrons bass sic lee did treble themselves conducting taping jam session assembling (boxing), compiling, and......Read the rest...

... In these mountains, where I’m from, peace amazes, With nostalgic beauty, its gentle praises. Silence whispers to souls, believers know love, Breathless inklings linger, a calm from above. ......Read the rest...

...You were born here, Blue Ridge foothills, spirits of Cherokee in Appalachia's olden heart and veins. Scots-Irish influence of beloved bluegrass, moonshine of the drinking kind. Your parents......Read the rest...

...As I’ve said before…in life…we never know what wonders will come our way… for instance we were blessed to experience a variety of mountain music… all in the same day. It all began with a morning......Read the rest...

...I was an experienced, intrepid hiker, who had wandered the Appalachian Trail, As warm gold regularly wanders a blue world, focusing on each vibrant detail. I had tramped so many interesting paths......Read the rest...

...I came down from the mountain today and I couldn’t figure out who I was. I thought maybe I was a shadow but that requires something to block the light. I thought I was a ghost but that Implies th......Read the rest...

...In the Appalachian hill country there are night birds; they call to each other in the dark yet hunt alone. These birds are not owls but nightjars, they are known also as whip-poor-wills, goat......Read the rest...

...I am Li from the East Not the the martial artist I am half-Asian Raised in Appalachian I love to cook Selling in any nook I push and pull a cart Honest from the bottom of my heart I c......Read the rest...

...They’ve always been there, unaware When I felt lonely, lost, longing For the presence of the light’s caress, Softly unfolding beyond the azure Skies, whispering joy over my soul, into Shimmering......Read the rest...

...I miss the open highway I’m besotted with quick getaways. What other sensation can compare to pulling G’s with wind-whipped hair? When my foots on the throttle, I feel unstoppable. Faster, fa......Read the rest...

...Hill country snow is thawing The wind is a Spring scented ripple - coltish Nature for a little while asks: "come and play" Of course you smile Long years are released from that tightly pa......Read the rest...

...Come to the hill named Flagstaff Climb to the top and glimpse the emerald expanse In summer when kites are flying and students laugh Or the crystalline mounds in winter when tobogganers prance ......Read the rest...