Best Boulders Poems

Upon the wind sheltered hillside,
the sharp tang of metal and the sting of salt air lay
over a field of blood-red poppies, no Flanders Field.

At years...

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What happens when the moon isn't up to her best?
She takes a break,
Dozes for a while,
And comes back shining brighter than she ever did!

What happens...

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majestic he seems, staring down at me
with provocative, charcoal-cavern eyes
challenging me to forge upward
massive boulders, slippery streams and fallen trees
arduous obstacles he puts before me

shall...

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She is                       ...

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As large boulders weep,
Tears stream down sharp cheeks of stone:
Sobbing precipice....

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With Your Voice I Sail

		My voice 
		    may stumble, failing
 			a clear path to trace but 
			    your smiling...

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MIND AND MOUNTAIN

Life
A climbing process
A gradual, grand ascent to view?
Mind can inveigle such

To go where all manner wild affecting grows
Foothills of some towering height
Mind can...

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He grabbed me up from where I lay, peaceful in the sun, 
with my brothers and my sisters round about me. 
I felt four digits...

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Along the road called forestry, the silver ash weeps over me
as I meander 'round the dell and glade.
Pass scars of sand pits long disused, where...

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We swallow boulders:
(lead words, molasses covered prejudice, glass shards of promises long broken)

Mouths open wide and heads tipped back
like Hawaiian fire eaters.

Chipped teeth are bits...

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Where forests stretched for miles, and Spirit Lake
lay at its foot, there stood a rebel peak.
One day the earth beneath began to quake.
What havoc Mother...

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The look of pity on the saleswoman's face said it all
my paint spattered clothing, however the jeans fit
just didn't have that panache, chic pizazz, tongue...

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A stairway of tinted boulders reveals
The fable of old gods marking a past,
Etched on tall red-stones divinely claimed…
And as I ascend to touch a warm...

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Colorful flowers and spaghetti straps
And my flabby arms from seams overlap
    But the sundress still beckons
    It’s diet time,...

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We all think he is strong

but he is crumbling
from the things he can't discuss.

His smile is actually his tears,
invisible to your eyes -
drowning him inside.

He...

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