Best Aiming High Poems
He walks, hardly touching earth,
His arms provoke cerulean sky
As wings about to try and fly:
Raising a new eternal bird.
A swan, yet not about to die
Instead a phoenix in disguise
Refuting all existing lies
Refusing low, now aiming high
They walk their muted life away
Reminder of his life on earth
His former life of lack and dearth
Inside of him they'll always stay
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March 13, 2017
Copyright ©Darren White
The archer stood very still by the oceans edge
His target was a buoy, tossed far from his ledge
Aiming high against the sky he let his arrow go
Elements unforgiving bounced the buoy to and fro
The archer through experience had adjusted aim
In account the wind and waves he aspired to tame
Although the arrow missed it's mark, it was quite close
Few could call that chosen path that he would diagnose
In life the ones who love you, can help form a plan
About the wind and waves, and where you might land
What you might encounter I don't pretend to know
But with a plan you just might land where you want to go!
Clout on target
Eye you can't forget
A dot like a tv set
No winking eye you let
Aiming high or low
Stretched or loose you throw
Arrows you release or blow
Prize you do not show.
Archer you know in you
With bow and arrow of you
Archery is your life in a game
Name in flame you lit without shame.
You break through the sky
Like a spear aiming high
How will I stand on your tip?
My crampon thorn piercing to grip
Into the edge of rocks, I think of a steppe
I’ll hold a drop of sweat for each step
Limiting another drop of precarious scree
Into the slope, in a hanging spree
I dreamed of climbing you, my final goal
Where the unpleasant term always roll
Covered with snow and cruel freezing
I will stand in your shared ridge for seizing
Your slope is my way to reach your top
Gentler as I could, I’ll be wise not to flop
In your face of a cliff-like slope, tragedy may befall
To die among others who have defied your murderous wall
I’ll go between your valley points
With a river running at its base, nothing to appoint
Glaciers pushing through rocks breaking to aggrieve
Forming valley shape you won’t believe
A quick peak looking down over the cliff’s edge
Suggesting viewing a timeless piece of art on the ledge
The peak and ground, I have conquered
As a sigh of relief, fear is completely devoured
Though still young that lived a few million years ago
I won’t wait for old age to take you
As bits and pieces of your body fall off
Mainly due to the work of man and weather face-off
July 15, 2015
If I could be a kid again
I’d run headlong, unfettered in the wind,
or pretend I was Tom Sawyer
or Huckleberry Finn.
I’d put frogs inside my teachers desk
and tie knots in young girls hair,
if I could be a kid again
I’d shoot arrows up in the air.
Aiming high into the sky
towards an enemy in my head,
perhaps a passing birthday balloon
or a flying elephant instead.
School would be vague memories
of playing hooky left and right,
while fishing in my favorite pond
every morning, noon, and night.
I’d run around my little town
like King Arthur in my world,
eating ice cream and candy bars
while chasing girls and squirrels.
If I could be a kid again
I would count the stars at night,
just like how we used to do
with a full moon burning bright.
When all the world was made for me
And my nickel candy drops,
I always shared with my good friends,
and those I loved a lot.
But if I could be a kid again
and start over back in time,
I’d have to say “No thanks, today,
I’ve enjoyed the hills I’ve climbed.”
I had my run and it was fun
but time keeps ticking by,
if I could be a kid again
I guess I’d like to fly.
Perfect Plastic People
Blinded by the gold,
Aiming high yet feeling low,
Never wanting to grow old.
Perfect Plastic People
Talking business over breakfast,
Craving more and caring less,
Wanting only to possess.
Perfect Plastic People
Hollywood-inspired,
Emotionally impaired,
Spoilt beyond repair.
When I think back in times anew
Consider all in stark review
about those days my Sister
scarred my heart
To recall nights I heard her cry
Whilst I did everything to try
drown out her sense of terror
from my mind
I’d plunge down deep beneath safe sheets
there wait until the ghoul defeats
that child who still worships all
his grimaced mask might say
I wish now I could lock her door
then melt the key to just make sure
those muffling hands could not reach out
to feast upon his Daughters soul again
My trembling arms would draw her near
then somehow overcome all fear
to show her she need never be
afraid of him again
I’d rise up for the chance to try
to stare her demon in the eye
and tell him that her beauty wasn’t
ever his to take
I'd take a gun and aiming high
his filthy brains would wash pure sky
then place the barrel in my mouth
and squeeze
Neil Graham Marsden
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The archer x x
(stood very x xx
still by the x xx
oceans x xx
edge His target was a buoy, tossed far ==================>
from his ledge Aiming high against the sky he xx
let his arrow go Ele- xx
ments unforgiving x xx
bounced the buoy x xx
to and fro The x x
archer through x x
experience had ad- x x
justed aim In account x x
the wind and waves x
he aspired to tame Al- x
though the arrow mis-
sed its mark,
it was quite (\_/)
close Few could call (-.-)
that chosen path that he would diagnose In (“)(“)
life the ones who love you, can help form a plan About the wind and
waves, and where you might land What you might encounter I
don't pretend to know But with a plan you just might land
where you want to go!
0.07
Intro
Oh oh, oh
We’re glistening, yeah yeah
0.34
Verse 1
In my imagination, our two souls will align
With avid motivation, there’s no mountain that we can’t climb
0.47
Chorus
We are glistening, like fireworks in the sky
The art of true living, together we can defy
An art of inspiration, we shall mystify
With all anticipation, let’s keep on aiming high
1.20
Hook
Keep on aiming high, glistening
1.33
Verse 2
No aim of separation, we’ll reach towards the goal
A natural combination, relinquishing control
1.48
Chorus
(Melody)
2.38
Bridge
Let’s keep on aiming high
Fireworks in the sky
2.50
Chorus
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©?
Above all the life's traits
Ambition tops the list
asserting one's will to
acquire a secured place,
Aiming high for the stars
albeit down to earth
abhorring vanity.
~11/18/15
Pleiades contest by Kim Merryman
When at first we met, I was drawn to
your high self-esteem.
So many goals, you were aiming high
and you dared to dream.
Thanks to me, you've been awakened
to your present state.
Your weakened mind is unable to depict any emotion,
be it love or hate.
I began mocking you, the frustration was so unbearable
you broke down and became depressed
Now, you couldn't even last a week without me
your mind in a state of utter distress.
Can you even look back to when you were a portrayer
of clean living and good health?
You used to think up such nonsense
you were just deluding yourself.
Sometimes I think maybe I've gone too far
when I watch you
during my little episodes
of self-denial.
I'm just growing bored as I watch you
sitting there calmly rocking,
with your blank stare
and ungleaming smile.
Off the perch with shame beneath,
A Twitted crow flies aloft.
Hoping spectrum, blues and reds,
Dreadful notions, ugly skin!
Bracken wings, rotten look,
Rocking black, freakish beak,
Squawking hard, aiming high,
Cracking sound, beating trees!
Nasty fight that broke his heart,
Thrown afar from family,
Roots unknown yet fallen prey,
Lost he was to mystery.
Spreading wings, beating firm,
Gazing sharp, locking claws,
Diving down, mighty strong,
Fighting back, lengthy dusk.
©Anees Rahman
Verse 1
Each day is a miracle, unique, inimitable
I’m right on time, it’s time to shine
Great companions by my side
Steps I took illogically, questioning intrinsically
A lesson shown, it’s mine to own
Thankfulness for I am not alone
Chorus
Of all that seemed impossible, my time to claim the incredible
The journey may be uncomfortable, yet there’s no better place to go
No turning back right through the pages, evolution comes in stages
I’ll take a step with confidence, come rain or shine
I’ve got happiness
Verse 2
Wholesomeness and honesty, valuing validity
To truly see, the best in me
To gain progress with clarity
Of no mind to vacillate, onward steps towards the gate
A clearer sky, I’m aiming high
Lest the journey passes me by
Chorus
Bridge
Train your reach towards the sky
With magnitude you’ll amplify
There’s no need to justify
To truly know, oh
Is to truly try
Chorus
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©?
Deep in the world
but I'm not a miner,
Aiming high at the majors
Dreams as sweet as cherry
That red dot on the hill,
How it elevated her,
She be laughing
so I pulled the strings
Down goes Jill,
No cow or bull
Is going to jump
over this moon,
High in the sky playing my tunes
A fly flies and a lion rules,
O lord, O lord, O lord
Bless me please!
with Jewels and
Gold coated ribbons,
Black robes and
red garments for her
New shoes, blue cars
Oh almost forgot,
A pony and a household
With rainbows.
A Cow jumps and cat's sing
Don't say i didn't tell you so
If soldiers aren't disheartened by fright
and keep vigilant eyes on their target,
they surely will claim an extraordinary victory;
what does it take to win a battle, if not audacity?
To combat evil is to face the enemy boldly and fiercely,
humiliating him with awesome might, aiming high;
a defeat teaches the adversary to give up something...
would be dedicated and loyal soldiers turn their back on their country,
regardless of how undefeatable and cruel the adversary seems in reality?
Hasn't any wounded soldier invoked an impossible yearning?
Keep an eye on that dawning flag, hold its unbroken pole...
it must never fall on that barren ground stained by blood-red color,
lest a skirmish takes down the commander officer unable to yield;
fight harder, advance, and gain ground make a horrifying noise,
scare them away: this tactic has worked on a Roman battlefield:
amid explosions, screams, and bloody corpses, there's no choice!
If soldiers aren't disheartened by fright, they'll face death fearlessly;
their oath can't be broken by fear, treachery, demise, or defiance;
even today the youngest ones show their patriotism and loyalty
to lead their country to victory with the willingness of sacrifice!