Best Remoteness Poems

I never told anyone how my ears reverberate in a silent room.
The whirring drone ever present, a conquistador of my private spaces.
This is my cohabitation...

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meandering
along the hinterland
relentlessly I search 
for innocent love
in the remoteness
of unspoilt territory…
a hopeless romantic
making inroads into
inaccessibility

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" I Smote Thy Heart" 

by~ Richard Pickett

Upon the morrow, I shall take aim
with this slender feathered shaft at the heart of thee,
it shall pierce...

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The Little White Church

The little white church, engulfed by the immensity
Of Douglas fir, Hemlock, and Western Red Cedar
On Nootka Island in Nootka Sound,
Confirms the remoteness...

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She sat outside the coffee shop elbows 
propped up on a small circular blue metal table 
with a frosted glass top, starring intently 
at morning...

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It’s night
And I think of you so far away
And I annullify with thought the remoteness...

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A few quiet hours of solitude, detached from life by choice,
      Apart and withdrawn from humanity - the world;
Solitude, tranquility...

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A Sad Christmas

There was a time when passion ruled their life
But time and ailments stepped in to betray.
She never felt she'd be that aging wife
But...

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The breeze of the morn she sought.
     Her eyes were wild, as she thought.
Her hands tremble like a leaf on a...

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I have walked this path for all my life;
Following ancient footsteps.
Chasing Tecumseh's dream;
Guided by ThunderBeing.

Often in darkness;
I traveled alone.
Always circling back;
To my peoples' home.

Walking a...

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quiet
a few hours     ofsolitude   and silence
detached          and withdrawn
fromeverything  ...

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She stared up, intently, watching the Peruvian skies pass composedly above. She was dazed and disorganised about the steps leading her hither. Her eyes descended...

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I avoid the light that invades the space of the windows
because it perturbs the nuances of my thoughts:those
frigid sepulchral memories of yesteryears' love lying
uniformly beyond...

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The random swaying of the truck on broken roads roused me from my slumber. The same random swaying that had pushed me past the threshold...

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This poem was inspired by the photograph titled, 'Running Legs,' by Lisette Model.


I was an experienced hiker, who had rambled down many famous trails,
Like earth's...

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