Best Escarpment Poems

I know you're not here

but you are in my heart 

so 

you are always with me

i'll just slip into you

with these words.
 
I know 
there...

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And I begin my own steep climb into 
The Chalkland Downs              ...

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One day I started climbing; 
without question I climbed. 
Until finally I had reached the peak of Mt. Everest.
I wanted to beat my breastbone 
yell...

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This morning I went for a country stroll
Saw greenery of summer at its best
But off road walking had taken its toll
So the next stop was...

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Perched high upon the escarpment
of sandstone rubble, the boy sat,
shaded from the rising of the sun
in the shadow of Kings.
Sharp eyed he preyed 
upon the...

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SKY VIEW FROM THE Q.E.

Dark grey squalls 
glide off of Hamilton Bay
trailing snow
look like old time proper ladies
their dainty booted feet
stirring up a wake
of frothy...

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The curse of an
inflated imagination.
An escarpment of thought
in a blistering mind.

An invasion of insolence
amidst a tempest-tossed
cacophony
of mewling memories.

A throat restricting,
heart galloping,
and eyes trembling.
A voiceless scream...

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I know of a river of more than average 
Sorts...
Meandering, when not dallying to maunder,
Between many differing contours 
And unruly contorts;
Where a privileged youth once
Happily...

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The Iroquois, the Ottawa, the Potawatomi, the Crow,
The Lakota, the Chippewa; all dwelt by their shores
And in their deep forests, but are there no more....

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Alaska The Rarest Gem


                     Salmon...

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Ethereal, fleeting, incandescent
I grasp loosely at the airiness
So vibrant on the escarpment
X-rays pass through bone and flesh
Leaving no mark
I hold emptiness

Where are the diamonds?
Filling my...

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Ripples of blue and silver dance
impala males jump and prance
In a land where imagination roams to and fro
and the waters of old eb and flows

Dust...

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The burble and the murmur, the trickle and the seep,
Alas all the beauty of this meandering bush creek,
From the moss green rock jutting out acting...

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(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone)

With a flam...

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barren escarpment
taut narrow chiseled canyon
free flowing channel...

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