Best Distant Poems

Silent, she slips from her stronghold’s security,
safely tucked high on the cliff in her nest.
Cautious, she stays in the shadows afforded her,
sorrowful, hesitant, missing the rest.

Her parents and siblings had sought out the sunshine,
flying the open air, learning their craft.
Soaring and diving, they basked in...

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Atlantic storms had taken the main mast
For seven weeks we drifted helplessly
Fresh water and food were running out fast
There was talk below deck of mutiny.

Hunger, boredom and thirst were taking grip
As a boy I saw the dark side of men
To keep order the captain used...

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(1.)  Honoring John Keats
, fifth poet in my dedication series

Oft From A Distant Echo, It Is Heard

At the start comes just a solitary word
oft from a distant echo, it is heard.
Imagination steps on into high gear
through deep, overcast clouds all is not clear
yet as...

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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 waves eternal cast alone
in thoughts of only you

For if these waters claim their prize
in white capped angered form,
to fall in...

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I meander through verdant valley
where meadows collide in windswept jade,
hillsides bathe in summer sunshine
and oceans of clouds, commit to shade.

Moorland sheep laze in woolly clusters
creating footpaths upon the hill,
busy hedgerow a rural city
scar of an era, is town head mill.

Vibrant coppice alive with creatures
leafy towers...

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You want to fade away?
Want to be that distant star
That brings about perplexity

It’s not who you are
You were never intended to be
Just a distant star
Your light shines through
Without you knowing

Those around you feel your warmth
Others see it, 
Others wonder; in amazement 
What creates the radiance?...

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Oh, love from a distance
     Such passion is mine
     I never thought possible
     An ocean's deep mystery line
 
     Soulmate's hearts beat as one
     From...

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The storms were strong with the wind fierce and the waves high
Always trying to stay afloat, to not drown and try to learn to fly
Survival became a way of life, to make it through opposing current
While I spoke the truth, they lashed at me, twisting...

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Look!  In the distance, I see them again.
Bright and beautiful red bursts fill my eyes 
as blue cascades gently fall toward the earth
and golden sprays twinkle like glitter in the sky.
The colors thrill my skin with shivers and chills,
and each loud burst I hear...

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“Within the fog the distant mountains strain
Bruised in shades lavender and forest green
Each angle decomposing ~  ~  ~ in the rain”

While dreary dawn, dazed, awakens in pain
Trapping blushed morning in languid ravine
Within the fog the distant mountains strain

Darkened is design sketched on golden...

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The cold is now a distant memory

As snowfall comes the heaviest in years
With drifts now formed of northern wind that blows
For all I see is covered, it appears
Pure white the only color now that shows
The chill inside my body steady grows
I can’t believe this morning...

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A Poem for My Distant Friend PD
This Poem is dedicated to Poet Destroyer PD
Inspired by Linda-Marie SH of Poetry Soup


A Poem for My Distant Friend PD


What gift, I should send to you? 
My distant friend,
Which can fill your heart,
With Joy and Happiness, 
Like sweet mid...

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I think of distant things and start to cry.
Why must my heart be grieved by many miles?
To place where I was born, I will not fly,
for I don't want to lose remembered smiles.

The land which I have loved has changed, and now
it does not bear...

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Walking upon the ground singing
frozen solid crisply cracking ice reality
each step inside a crunching golden morning
Alone looking towards the rising sun 
cold wind cutting chill to the bone
clouds shade pink to grey 
Winds blowing cold breathing whispers 
whistling in chilling howls echoes deeply
Staring faraway over...

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Night revolves in stillness,
reaching for the dawn.
Orion, Taurus and the Dogs,
yield to Deneb and the Swan.

And there in deep south rising,
a blood-tinged, pulsing heart,
Antares, stinger and the claws:
celestial works of art.

But now comes an intruder
amid Scorpius’ vivid stars,
for Antares is but mere rival
to the dazzling...

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