Best Matterhorn Poems

Majestically they've stood since time had its start
rising on a cartographer's global elevational chart
Mountain ranges, wondrous works of God's creation
that eyes have beheld for centuries with fasination

Come along with me on this adventure as my ally
to the towering mountains as they reach for the sky
Let's...

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Wish to wake up surrounded by the snow-capped Alps
Sipping tea in the quiet, quaint villages of Switzerland
Watching the glittering ripples of sapphire blue lakes
Staying in picturesque lakeside hamlets
Overlooking emerald valleys and majestic mountain peaks

Wish to climb the summit of the Matterhorn
To ride in horse-drawn carriages...

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Triangle of Swissness

On a rage for softness

Bern of mythical sweetness

Legend of the wilderness

Echoes of milk and honey

Remnants of caramel chimney

One Matterhorn mountain peak

Nougats of Iron tweak

End of logo, rise in solo...

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The Bucket List

Imagine if you will, a scene unlike any other,
Sipping Espresso daybreak, foothills of snow that smother.
Pavement Café in Zermatt, first patron of the morn’
Eyes glazed in wonder, the magnificence of Matterhorn.

Imagine if you will, a sun ripened Italian sky,
But not to the cities...

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The Mountain
 
The Mountain, it could be the Matterhorn, the Alps 
Or any other large mountain around the World
But not all mountains need to be physically climbed
As a mountain can resemble a large personal problem
A stumbling block in the road of life that needs to...

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Follow me and together we'll go 
Over the mountains, to romance the snow
Ride a gondola lift to the great Matterhorn 
Alsace-Lorraine to Château de Landskron
Love in the Alps on the French side of town
Lifted to heights, we won't want to come down
You'll feast on sweet...

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Eyes glib from tree and nominous tree
Go barking with intent.
To foe itself in one-two-three
And leaphing as it went.

In black from shadow nail to nut
Bad rifle cock in hand.
Dick’s Turbin angry as a foot
Suspecting cross the land.

In ukulele’s uniform
A unicycle too.
Bi-dykles round the Matterhorn
With mouldy Irish...

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The pilot formally announced
the desired cruising height was reached.
At three hundred and forty knots
the plane flew like a cruise missile.

As I peered out of my window 
above cotton cumulus clouds
such stunning sights of serene scenes 
within my musing mind did meld.

Blue-grey clouds created an ocean
of...

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On my way down to New Jersey
to take care of business there,
I pulled off and up to this place,
where I got out to stand and stare.

This was the Kutchingkord Hotel,
the heart of the old Borst Belt,
looking at the ruins now,
you can barely even tell.

I came...

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Matterhorn means mountain peak of the meadows
In a pyramidal shape, she has four faces
Her south face is in Valtourmenche Valley, Italy.
North, west and east faces are claimed by Switzerland.

She has regular avalanches
Her active snow accumulates into glaciers
Others claim they have their own Matterhorn.
There is only...

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Thunderous Matterhorn of a right hammer, reduced to a  glaciered mound, lifeless by the side.
Champion crew creating a clever cloak, covering countenance. Once it drapes the eyes, the enemy can’t see him.
Ten hollow thoughts try seducing from just below the white feathers, next to...

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I don't remember when I looked up and heard a seagull's cries
I don't remember the line of gold of my first sunrise
I don't remember the time at Fire Island when Mom carried me to the sea
I don't remember when I learned that all that lives...

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Pink unicorn who is shaved and shorn
Was born in the land of yellow candy corn.
She adorns herself with purple ribbons proudly worn.
A torn meniscus and ACL makes her blue and forlorn.
Peach morning brings hope to lovely pink unicorn.
Matterhorn black magic in land of candy corn
Completely...

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My Everest, my Matterhorn, my Sinai
Towers in the distance above the land
Snowy crown soft white against the sky
How gracefully she reaches out her hand
And touches me, and I could nearly cry 
So awe-inspired that I cannot bear
To turn away and finally say goodbye
And yet I...

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