Best Rushing Poems

Rushing Waters Stir The Soul

The water rushed by with a glow
its journey's end few may know
Just a long creek flowing west
deep into wetlands I knew best

Sunny morns I visit to renew
stir heart, wipe away the blue
Sounds so pleasing to my ears
comforting sights easing fears

Fish flopping...

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Did the Armageddon pass and you escaped unscathed?
Haha I think so
In fact I know so
I dared God and I am still here
I asked for what I wanted
And I got it
- the final version
I didn't want God work on me any more
And asked for it to...

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The Rushing Storm


Storm found my body gently at rest
it rushed in with an angry blast
Did its worst, then did its best
I had no time for it was too fast!

As the clouds smothered my views
the thunder rang upon my ears
Sad when we finally get our dues
yet...

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Lips touching
Heat rushing

Sweet taste
As we chase

Each other's tongue
One by one

Our bodies touching
And then nothing

Don't want to stop
Till' we reach the top

But you say wait
That word I hate

I want your love
Sent from above

To feel that touch
I love so much

I thought you knew
I loved you too

With great...

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trickling creek sounds much
like a joyful symphony
of tinkling glasses

TLH  ©  05-29-2012...

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Rushing white water,
Crushing everything below.
Soon to flow smoothly....

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rushing waves music
                              sings acoustic sound with lengths 
       ...

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And when I grew
My troubles grew with me
Then the remains of a tree cradled me
With all the purple
That it owned this carcas...

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Lonely is the sentinel in the sea, but waves rush in to keep it company...

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Rushing away from the Devils hair hoisting heave

Rushing to Gods downy laced embrace, searching as astray and bereaved.

Rushing away from your most tenebrous night-frights.

Rushing to your chain mail-cloaked knight.

Rushing away from the skies troubling tears.

Rushing to the sun-singed grassy spears.

Rushing away from the contemporary world...

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When I Slumber Where Rushing Waters Play


As my worries invade my tortured mind
I wake to find another place to be
Misery and despair both so unkind
sending me racing to be gone and free

I run to the nearest water flowing
soothing sounds blast into inner spirit
Even better if...

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It is 5:00 PM as we rush home 
to Brooklyn to our townhouse 
near Flatbush Avenue running to
catch the 5:30 PM subway with
many others who have made 
plans to enjoy a three-day weekend
and get the needed rest from the hustle
and bustle of city life as...

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*** SINGING MEMORIES ***

“Many days you have lingered around my cabin door.
Hard times, come again no more.” **

A memory came flying through to me this afternoon
— a fine memory, not recently seen,
Up from long ago, some fifty years past — the vision
Came of a then...

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Pallbearers filled the bus
 
Off to funerals in an angry rush
 
It’s the wicked; they say who have no peace

 That’s why the Pallbearers get their release 

They chose to capture all these kind
 
Stifling fear often & following blind 

Praising their maker for the...

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Missing a glimpse of her
Was just as bad as being late.
My feeling flown all over the place. 
The punctuality of being at the exact place at the right time.
Missing this glance everything falls out of place. 
The sudden challenge of tomorrow. 
Being on time, this...

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