Best Trail Poems

Sudden rain brought me
under your umbrella
for the first time.
For the first time
you were so close to me
with your fragrance.
The umbrella was
not big enough
to cover both of us.
A raindrop was trickling 
down your forehead.
I was following it's trail
without listening to you.
Your words couldn't touch me
like the...

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TRAIL OF TEARS

I've been there once,
I've been there twice
BLUE SKIES, never die!

A day of sorrow,
I can still feel the pain from yesterday,
The pain continues to sit there today,
It will continue to sit there tomorrow,
No word to say.
BLUE SKIES!
Nothing Less.

A trail of tears,
My life left

 ...

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When doves on evenings, calm and still, call out a hollow tone,
They rouse a medley, old as time, so few have ever known.
The whispered lines of its refrains resound of yesterday,
In ancient tales and bygone trails that man cannot portray.

I’ve rode and worked along a...

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God knows at times it don’t all come up Roses
And most days, these days life don’t work at all
Each road I choose keeps leading me to nowhere
But You’ve been there, each time I trip and fall
I’ve tread your Trail of Tears
I hear You Crying
And Jesus...

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Among,
The towering mountains 
Of 
menacing fanaticism 
And
In the midst of the shadows 
Of 
Constant fear
Agonizing humanity,               
Desperately, 
Is crawling in search of  
The 
Trail of understanding,

Praying:

That it would lead her...

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It’s an unknown journey, but I see a trail
heading to the light of tomorrow
There will often be times I'll be afraid, to go
I may stumble a bit, with an eager heart
And may tremble climbing cliffs of old sorrows

There are deep, black chasms I will not...

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We were promised a good land, by the white man
but he says we would have to travel far
He says, we'd be better in the nations
but none of us are certain, where they are
The women and the children, they look tired
and rumors that, sickness is around
the...

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The Hidden Nature Trail

While I was hiking one soft summer morn
beside a streamlet flowing through a dale,
I found a narrow nestled path unworn 
which led me down a hidden nature trail.

I walked amongst the pine trees standing tall
along the hidden trail their shadows cast;
I heard...

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babysitting Ricky
he shows me books on T-Rex. . .
ancient history

years later. . . watching
Jurassic Park on TV. . . 
my two kids and I

games played on a screen
my grandson plays the hunter. . . 
I’m the dinosaur

For SKAT's Dinosaurs Haiku Contest...

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Sudden rain brought me
under your umbrella
for the first time.
For the first time
you were so close to me
with your fragrance.
The umbrella was
not big enough
to cover both of us.
A raindrop was trickling 
down your forehead.
I was following it's trail
without listening to you.
Your words couldn't touch me
like the...

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Your poetry talks to me in the moody night
a voice of indigo telling me secrets of pain and love
while Luna licks my ear with impatience for my excitement, 
I begin to walk faster, like a wolf on a scent, your red scent,
following shadows into sounds...

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A snail has thousands of teeth
No wonder it is such a thief
It gobbles my plants
You should hear my rants
Slug pellets will give some relief!

I discovered from a quiz question that some species of snail can have over 25,000 teeth!

02~05~17...

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I am the forest trail
steep and dangerous
expansive and free
my rocks could be your bearings
or they could give away under your feet
I can offer water and refuge
or a maze tight as a wreath
colours from sky to soil
air organic and wild
you might question the way you used...

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draped close for the night
film scenes of you have no end -
mourning sobbing starts


3/18/2019

Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge 3- March 2019 - Senryu 
Sponsored by: Dear Heart 

3/20/2019 Poem of the day...

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A glacier like a cowboy sat
Upon the foothills. And just like that 
The climate changed from hope
To glad. And just like that a bar of soap
Was drawn from the rhinestone-clad holster.
With pink and orange stones it did stir
The emotions pride and reverence 
But didn’t make...

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