Best Rambling Poems

My box of sadness too.

A box full of sadness I store under my bed.
With thoughts so sad
Making me wish I was dead.
With one look underneath my bed.
Memories of you jump inside my head.
Like a Jack in the box, who is trapped inside.
I stuffed my feelings...

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Rambling across the grassy flowering meadow,
She felt like walking on air, as she flipped off her shoes,
She ran across, feeling the dewy fresh morning grass,
All dotted with a kaleidoscope of colourful wildflowers.

She came down to the rivulet, her favourite place.
Instinctively she looked into the water...

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Poetry is tangerine and other potent or poisonous colors.
It is the breath you feel at the nape of your neck and
the strong caress of flesh on flesh, defying death.
It is most certainly Spring with petal flutters and jays
flittering about. Melodies come alive…words almost too
ravishing to...

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Rambling along the constant turns of that 
path she was born to tread, a poet 
sees nature’s  beauty unfolding
before her. As she absorbs
its song, her soul becomes
a soft implement.
She is painting
the story 
of her
life.


For a Constance ,Rambling Poet,
"Poems Have Wings" Contest...

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"Wild and windblown, that's how you've grown.
Who can cling to a ramblin' rose?"       Lyric written by Nat King Cole

Moving on, never still,
                 ...

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I write upon mountains from whence I view the sea
soothed by the rhythmic motion of the tide
my muse goes into overdrive
Soon my pretty notebook
is bursting with simple scribbles and rambling lines
as I watch a heron stalking its prey

I’ve a picnic to eat as I go...

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Written: February 16, 2024

"Be not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor rambling in thought".
Quote by Marcus Aurelius
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We remain drawn to places we recognize...

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When time echoes the promise of a rambling soul, one who knows that the past never can be left, because it is there that solace leaves its caress, its breath ever rising in the presence of sorrow’s tangled web ~ quote by poet


She waits in...

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Vicissitudes Of A Rambling Life Once Lived 

I have walked this earth, too oft dying of thirst
through and within vast herds of men, vast pools of stain
bearing melancholy blues, heart about to burst,
chasing elusive treasures, seeing ghosts once slain
master of nothing, seeking that bright, golden...

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You live for empty pleasures
They fade through each new song,
I finally see the big picture
You were weak, not strong.

I was young looking for guidance
Impressionable and quite rare,
But wolves in sheep's clothing
Can't love, for their lives are barely there.

Weeds grow in anything
But rambling roses grow on...

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I met a guy from the ramblers today
I think his name was John
He was a harmless bloke I suppose
But he just went on and on...

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mind gone there's no more credibility
unable to accept any responsibility
trust is lost when will we find the closing 
cost
have no fear push those away who want 
to draw near
the temptation is great when there's 
nothing but hate
mentally controlled by forces unknown 
just want to be...

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Sometimes it is hard to know what to write or when to write when you have just about every
thought possible flowing through your head. I wonder, "Should I please the public with
how "poetic" I am or should I please You? I know what the answer...

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Shifting Sands,  ( A Collaboration Constance ~Rambling Poet )


by~ CONSTANCE 

And in this dream . . . I am lost in endless sand . . . 

Where clouds rise and disappear
A land of shifting and sultry heat
Where the ground ripples like waves at sea...

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I’ve come a long way
With the help of a sheen ray
I see no vehicle to take me there
Seems I’ll have to walk 20 miles more
Sauntering through the soggy jungle
My shoes get wet & my bag rather heavy that I crumble
I lay down seeing the floating...

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