Best Hike Poems

Beautiful forest 
Hiking with brave friends I trust
I hopscotch across
River rock, slippery moss
Fell on my butt, soaking wet

I'm such a dumb klutz
Everyone laughs their guts  off
Wow! That hurt my butt 
Screwed up. No clothes I regret
Walked around soaking wet


By: Eve Roper 1/14/2015...

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Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
Dusted my shoes in the morning light;
Brushing gorse,crusted yellow
Over the stream with weeping willow;
Into the wood of rush patterned lace
Across a meadow at a slower pace;
Along the cowslip filled track
Under clouds,edged blue-black;
A storm erupted on the scene
Shadowing the pastures a pastel...

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The WOKE CAN ALL TAKE A HIKE

Depressing this year to celebrate the USA nation.
When our flag is dishonored
at the Olympics is a big
sensation!
Causes this poetess tears,
and inner consternation.

Both leadership, multiple  insane groups, treat the USA like dirt.
Burning cities, looting, and
multiple humans, dying or getting...

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The high hills hummed in praise of their Creator,
As we recklessly rushed down all the rough rocks,
Careful not to tumble down the treacherous
Uneven paths that led to the vast valley.

Here and there were fruitful farms, corn growing tall.
Whilst a cacophony of crows, hens and geese
Filled...

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Atop the Blue Ridge,
Along the Appalachian,
One Hundred miles wild....

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Forest floor covered,  footsteps echo of breaking branches
Sunlight trying to break through cover, unyielding in defiance
Small animals scurry out of sight, hiding in the trees....

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And so, my journey begins;
A challenge issued from deep and within;
You can advise if you like,
But I will hike my own hike;
I am old enough to commit my own sins.

I appreciate that you are worried for me;
You may be living my journey vicariously;
But, when the...

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A winter white blanket melts turning Aspens verdant green.
Buds sprout on mountainsides in a sunlit golden sheen.
Clouds like fresh-picked cauliflower sink low and drift on by.
Distant sun after her show takes a bow in purple sky. 
Each eager bear escapes its hibernating cage.
Frozen waters thaw...

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Don’t forget the insect repellent

Mosquitoes can cause such discontent

     These bugs make me itch

     Watch me swat and twitch

The cost of “Off” is money well spent




Written April 3, 2014...

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We thought we'd have a little fun
At my friends house last night
His wife would demonstrate how it should be done
To be sure we did it right . 

One of the lads would pluck eyebrows
Another would use a lady shave
Solemnly I had to swear a vow
That...

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Ancient mahogany walking stick
Blue jay and gold finch duet
puffs of pearls on downy wind
God must be playing violin.

Painted turtles surfing mossy logs
honeybee hovering Queen Ann's lace 
saxophone blowing emerald frog
maple leaves flaunting silver face. 

Hummingbird on the edge of mind
lavender seeping from the glade
crimson flashes...

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***GROWTH***

  Blossoms are Spring sweet
  Red orbs that cover fall down
  Keep peeling apples.




      ~~~JOY~~~

  New readings today
  Words not yet well understood
  Poetry...Supreme!




      +++ANIMATES+++

  Coursing the air...

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All Around South Had To Hike

All around South did have to hike,
And every single bit of it  did like,
To bare bone,
When alone,
Even riding trike when a little tyke.

Jim Horn

Crab with conch and zucchini and okra.
Sound familiar? Some guy said that
grits are not as good...

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A walk through the meadow seems in order
The sun is peaking through some wispy cloud,
Coreopsis is in full bloom along the border
While verbena and cosmos are standing proud.

I make my way through the overgrown path
Pushing aside the wild carrot and floss flower,
Knowing I’ll have beggar’s...

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A scarlet tanager sits primly on the rail
Of the new fence erected near the meadow,
He eyes me stroll as I take in every detail
The path to the woodland is rather narrow,

Infrequently used, it is rapidly overgrowing
I am brushing against the yellow yarrow,
As hottest of summer...

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