Best Streambed Poems

Green moss over stone
Tumbling in shy sunlight
Following the ghost



For "Solace in Nature" contest...

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On the edge of silence 
beyond the mossy-muffled stone wall
a wind chime chants — faint, like falling sparkles of stars—
honeyed musings of a wind spirit...

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When our eyes first met, in an evening's glow of twilight
the moon was rising, the world disappeared
I saw only you
we enjoyed a calm merriment
as love's...

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As I wave goodbye and walk away the kisses and cuddles from my loved ones still fresh in my mind I set my sights on...

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I loved those trees, 
limbs draped in plump wild grapes, 
bursting with flavor on my tongue, 
while juice stained my fingers.
	
Tall cottonwoods shadowed 
the creek...

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When our eyes first met, in an evening's glow of twilight
the moon was rising, the world disappeared
I saw only you
we enjoyed a calm gentle merriment
as...

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I cannot say how we'd have met
nor if we'd meet at all that day
except that in the creeping gray
of fall we'd speak of our regrets.
I...

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Children frockling
Sunshine, blue gums, Billabong
Crocodile lurking. 


 Billabong: A streambed filled with water only in the rainy season...

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I get a little bolder
getting older
since my unravel,
voice travels
to my Beholder.

Rough and tumble, rolls along,
but you’re not wrong
if you are shrinking,
not thinking
lyrics to a song…

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A...

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Poems about Poems VI

The Board
by Michael R. Burch

Accessible rhyme is never good.
The penalty is understood?
soft titters from dark board rooms where
the businessmen paste on their...

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Salve
by Michael R. Burch

for the victims and survivors of 9-11

The world is unsalvageable ...
but as we lie here
in bed
stricken to the heart by love
despite war’s
flickering...

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Born of snow on Berkshire Mountain,
winter’s beauty lies a sleeping.
Snow on snow in layers piling
Kept in place by nature’s freezer 

When the voice of springtime...

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Life is a river and I am a stone,
Doomed to wander where the water roams.
Sometimes through rapids and sometimes in calm,
The streambed may dry and...

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Two guys, wannabe poets decided
to compose a unique poem jointly;
both agreed terms of writing conjointly
with rhymes and syllables as per guidance.

Thought each will write one...

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