Best Overhanging Poems

Vanished

the wild magic of this place;

this wilderness I now roam alone
as its lifeblood seeps 
into 
Afterlife

..my mournful howls
across time and distance
go unanswered -
Oh, how I long to join again
in my brethren’s song..

fading sunlight falls in slivers
through boughs of evergreen needles 
across timeworn trails I tread...

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It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago,
Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow.

My vacant halls now are silent, and the flower garden is overgrown,
Effusing rich and cloying fragrance, lovely nature reclaiming its own.

The...

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It’s siesta, yet one can hear from the second floor of the house the animated sharing of juicy news some visitors have brought to the gracious host, the lovely widow of a wealthy sugar planter.  The sound of laughter is carried over the charming...

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the light breeze
   cooled the morning sun
daytrip Venice
            had begun
vantage views
       from a vaporetto
inch-by-inch
 the skyline began to  grow

St Marks cameinto view
etched   ...

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Oh, there was a past time when though my path was rough:
Joy once dallied in my heart but death now dwells-
                   like the frosty silence of a...

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The  air  is  still,  you  can  hear
Buzzing of bees, feeding on nectar
And  pollen  of  fruit  trees;  we
Slowly walk through with gentle ease

Grateful for a small measure of shade
That  tease  by  uncomplaining...

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The wait seemed eternal to feel inspiration.
Minutes were mountains as each one ticked by,
my hand poised grasping a pen, and then
seated without hitting one stroke on a key.
A closed mind submits nothing, zero and zilch
in a life that's been deeply anchored 
in the annals of...

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Rising of the red dragon,
roaring loud clap of thunder,
wings spread from a trap dungeon,
on top a summit underground well.

An old English Falcon knight,
the bells summon, as the priest
runs out shouting in sheer fright,
a demon has invaded the church.

The Falcon knight rows his boat
out an overlooked...

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When Sara and I take our walk each day,
We usually go the same old way.
Today we decided to make a change,
We decided to make our walk free range.

We went to a park named Natural Springs.
It had a dog park and playground with swings.
We chose a...

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An island  I have become, in  the  shadows  of  darkness, 
and  the  boundless ocean  waves  of  salty  tears  of  starkness. 
High  overhead  all  moving  about,  thousands ...

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an old lady walks all alone
    her legs are so tired 
          but her face so happy . . . 
for at last she has found this dreamy place
   ...

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In the village where I was born
There was always lots of trees.
Especially those in the church yard,
Gently swaying in the slightest breeze.
I suppose there must have been times
When those branches were storm thrashed
And there must have been times 
When those  branches split and smashed
But,...

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"And like a Spring flower be soft and beautiful, and 
never, ever lose the courage and strength to bloom."

                         ...

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— — — — — —
A walk through the old town 
and a girl on the street near the stone bridge.
Brown eyes with withered memory 
covered the crying soul,
which wiped the sand of the past from the shoes. 
Heart oppressed by the coldness of the...

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The Fisher.

A flash of iridescent turquoise 
Captured by rays of awakening sun
As a new day born has begun
Among the thickets and leafy sprawling trees
Weeds and reeds
Kissed by morning dew
Wildflowers proliferate with a pleasing hue

Thereby a sparkling trickling 
Silver ribboned stream
Reflecting fragmented images of evergreen
Within the...

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