Best Trails Poems

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last night I watched stars twinkle in heavenly skies
pondering how to overcome world's darkest lies.

Now dawn breaks, sends...

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Soul Searching Trek Along Winter's Snow Painted Trails

Waking to cold blown tent, ground frozen icy hard
woods are my love, as is poetry to a bard.
Today starts my anticipated forest trek,
seeking salvation from heart's emotional wreck,
last night I watched stars twinkle in heavenly skies
pondering how to...

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Abandon Dead Trails And Thy Sybarite Lust

If Nature's earthen-fires thy bosom holds
and thy heart's countenance mind's eye thus sees;
life serves best those adventurously bold,
walking worn paths, resting under its trees.

Seek in truth the great beauty God has made
the opulence of colors in blue skies;
let not...

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I Once Walked Scenic Woodland Trails

In the utter darkness of great forested nights,
those sounds call and beckon to me about life;
I am finding again my way into a bushel of lights,
a child, fleeing from this world and its strife.

Years of my youth, I walked scenic...

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In a mountain valley
on a moody summer day
dark pink and purple clouds loftily hang
above dense dark evergreens
the clouds reflect on the narrow stream
as it winds along the valley floor
a storm is about to brew
swaying of bull rushes
that line the bank edges
among this thick foliage
delicate blue...

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That sad haunt of strings and piano
Sets the mood to that blue kind of high
And suddenly I am strung in the sky
With the clouds running through me
Chilling in me the crushing lullabies
I realize how significant they can mean
Why expect anything in return? 
It is what...

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looking back knowing
it's not where we've been
but where we are going

life changes
and so should we
never shrinking always growing

leave more than you find
for those who follow
on golden trails glowing...

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My toilet paper
regularly trots
out of the bathroom,
throughout the whole house,
no, it is not trained.

If it were trained
I am certain 
it would proudly
stay nice and neat.

My cat walks
it every
single day;

Toilet
Paper

trails.
...

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The Trails of Sanity

Why do I care if the disturber carries on
Why is it I cannot just wait it out, bide my time
Be more mindful, try and bond
Embrace what I don’t understand
Welcome the scorching taste in my mouth
I wait, I watch, and watch and wait
what...

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The wonder of the dawning sun
Is majestic to behold
Ribbons surrounding trees and cliffs
In tones of flame and gold

Here, dazzling beams illuminate
A passage  through  the sea
Coloring the radiant crest
In warm serenity

A gentle  time  to plead for hope
As quickly fades  its light
Where...

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Death is no harder
 than living
—when there’s nowhere left to go

(Lenape Trail: November, 2020)...

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Anyone who mountain bikes on a wilderness trail,
especially where wildlife predators are known to prevail,
are all performing a very unsafe and dangerous thing,
that could end fatally or seriously life threatening.
Wildlife preditors like bears have very poor vision,
so when they see a blur moving fast off...

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At the end of their shows
Both Roy Rogers and Dale,
On horseback, would sing the same song.
It was meant, I suppose,
And it never did fail,
As a sweet way of saying “So long!”

For the message conveyed
As they crooned their farewell
Was, “We’ll see you again very soon;”
And the...

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Off the beaten path,
Falling leaves conceal the tracks:
Scurrying wildlife....

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slugs leaving trails
amongst the sunflowers - -
fat toads croaking

Jack Horne...

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