Best Capped Poems

To appreciate our planet;
begin with its snowcapped mountains,
where sunbeams morph crystals of ice
into gems of glistening light.

Witness white clouds traverse the skies
floating on a vista...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as...

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stars twinkled brilliantly
against majestic snow-capped mountains,
delicate pure white flakes danced;
swirling, twirling, rhythmically.

she stood, nose pressed tightly
against the window pane; gazing in awe
at the magic the...

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I wish I was a mountain
With a bold gray granite face
My only tears a waterfall
That magnifies my grace
Each passing cloud, a misty shroud
Which adds to...

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I read my obituary
Accolades run afoul to lighten the souls of the living
Trite clichés, forgotten kin, melodic tributes
Boring and meaningless

Upon a granite stone etched for...

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Sunlight reave through cerulean sky and drifting clouds, 
melting the snow-capped mountains, 
through forest heartbeat and trembling leaves, 
upon dappled nature's breast. 

The placid echo...

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The trail to the peak was a long and arduous climb
Which skirted a pristine glacial lake about midway.
Shimmering below, it offered a cooling balm for...

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I dream a pure winter wonderland dream,
where I wear a shimmering wedding dress;
and I am enclosed with glimmer and gleam.
I remember that day-  when...

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Along the shores of distant dreams
beyond horizon’s stare,
of stardust eyes and ventured seas
in timeless journeys fair

I call out in a desperate tone
afloat this ocean view,
on...

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In the nighttime hours
As the world deftly creeps by
I summon my powers
Spread my wings and fly
Past cotton clouds,
Snow-capped mountains, white
I am lost and I am...

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Under 65 degree starry, onyx blanket
Containment of quarter moon identity

A whimsically soothing song exuded
In muffled taps & Prohibition era lyric

In the distance,
Snow-capped mountains reflecting lunar...

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I walk on water. . . 
I feel the coolness of the
Rolling waves splash
Beneath my feet.
I watch the sun sprinkle
Diamonds across the sea.
I float above...

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The bird’s house is capped with a snow drop.
The bird’s bath is a mushroom like form.
The branches all groan, snap, crackle, pop,
with the weight of...

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Mountains come alive;
deer, trout and conifers thrive. . . . 
Springtime’s scenic drive.

As ridges grow dry -
climb the verdant trails toward sky. . . ....

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Awakening morning darkness falls heavy clouds
walking outside stretching in deep thought 
Firstly alone dreaming in freedom love 
Looking into the mountains a prayer

Faraway winds howling...

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