Best Escarpments Poems

I thought the landscape burst in sudden flame
with embers wild cavorting in the glare
of dawning sun, but boundless sparks became
a throng of monarchs flitting through the air

above a field as though on charcoal ash
that gusts of wind then carry as they gyre.
From wings illumined spread...

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Stretched out on wing of weariness,
The total collapse of the flesh.
Arms and legs, limp and pitiless.
The world’s escarpments hurt..enmesh.

Come to me, says the one buried…
Who rose from the grave. Likewise grim,
With heaviness, her soul carried
To the foot of the cross…to Him.

The death bed’s a feather,...

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These green and isolate continents,
set apart by oceans slick as glass,
post signs on high escarpments
to warn ships, sailors -- and loves that pass --
of seeming permanence, often met:
though earth seem solid and free from rift,
please beware of continental drift....

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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 holds memories from near and far
The sky, escarpment, and water beat out a rhythm of 
The dreams of many, the...

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Seven Post-its,
a constellation not unlike the Big Dipper
guide travelers through a deskscape
of escarpments and promontories.

Out beyond the half eaten sandwich
dotting the horizon
are The Spires of Mountain Dew,
monuments of deadlines never met.

Rumor has it that beneath
a sedimentary strata of folders
and never-read reports
are Fed-X artifacts
and a 1990...

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Stark barren red island
Rising out of sea like sand
Changing colours reflecting
The heat and sun parched land
The shadows cast by the Olgas
Beneath a rainbow sky
Land eternal revolving
Interchanging wet and dry
Like a speck of sand in time
Are the prints of all of man
Ancient land of cycads
The hot...

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With first light mountains begin to fill
the pool where its water´s been quiet all night,
and now where swimming´s climbing through water,
climbing the shining escarpments, over alpine meadows
towards the heights of sleep
-- what still water had held-- until,
while having gone to bed in the darkening valley,
sun...

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It was spread out all over the living room,
clicked along escarpments and apartments, soon
reaching a station, waiting for master's command,
It left, exuberant, at the touch of a magic wand.

Hornby was sub-standard, Triang was better,
engine would haul along nicely if you let her,
The Golden Arrow went...

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Bold escarpments scrape the clear sky,
rake and hoe the clouds day bright,
plant your pointed pinnacle high, 
show man the way into the Light.
Reflect upon the fractured form 
for all that is human is reborn....

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For how long must the world sufferer fallacious arguments,
that war wins the right to rule, scarlet, the stains of blood,
as leaders eviscerate their people, internal organs strew escarpments,
curious vultures bide their time, waiting till the dying die,
to bewilder, plunge innocents into the trenches of war,...

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You can see the hills from afar
Standing out on a large plateau
On grassland plains are mountains
Which never lie still but tremor
But the mountains are animate
and they are lady’s mountains

You see them only when they shout
Only with second look you discover
The reality of their tremor and...

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I live in rooms
housed in the interior,
some just small
cells cut into bone,
spaces barely big enough
to fit a soul. 

Others offer more
with sweeping views
of oceans, mountains, waterfalls
spilling endlessly over
sun drenched escarpments
and long corridors leading 
to nowhere and everywhere
with mirrors splitting the mind 
into light.

There are rooms...

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I want to climb this mountain top
but the peak is covered with clouds
I can see only the grey things flowing
escarpments are very steep and sharp
whenever I try I glide as baby baboon
on a cut  stem of banana plant at home
slopes are homes of lions...

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That road to the mountain top
slippery and wet it is not as you go
guides need not pull you up and up
someone is at the bottom to push on 

That road to the mountain top is hard
escarpments and cliffs beckon you
sharp rocks and soft ones on...

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brilliance bona fide in redolent skies
keen red submerging, clementine twilight
sunflowers show-offs of the waning sun
wedged within burnt orange escarpments
swifts of volcanic horizon in desert crags
old West crush corralled in surround-hugs
...

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