Best Uphill Poems

Life's a One Way, Uphill.
Every Wrinkle on your Face
Marks a Step of Maturity.
You go Up not Looking
At the Peak but Dreaming 
Of Sliding Down, Trying...

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My shoes have traveled miles of roads
Their soles are worn quite thin
Struggling with this heavy load
I carry deep within
Beyond repair, no longer shine
Scuffed with many...

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The perky saleslady looked at my aging bicycle
and asked if I would consider a newer model
something lighter
something sexier.

I told her, "My bike and I have...

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A father of six he was in his early forties,
struck by cancer
toiling to provide for his children
with
no property
no land
no animals, but a loyal old donkey
that...

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“Who will not open a gift given with love? Life is a gift, own it and treasure it.”
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their park, their bench
was serenely quiet
leaves playfully danced
as pigeons quickly took flight.

he caressed the colourful scarf
she had knitted with love and care
he wept tears of...

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That is the path I've chosen,
covered with soft blades of grass
hedged with variegated hostas,
and moonlight filtering 
through hanging willow trees.
The winding path tilts slightly uphill,
towards...

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A rill meanders by my shady tree
and vanishes into the morning mist.
Who guides it on its journey to the sea
as stream joins stream, with gravity's...

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A ten year long journey, uphill both ways, 
ended last night, toward the end of the day.
The wife of my brother, the mother of his...

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Heddy, the eight-year-old hummingbird queen.
Often hiding out, rarely fully seen
Loves her hummingbirds more than the human race.
Her messy golden amber curls, rarely in place.

Her hazel...

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You know we’re very poor, of that we have certainly, never denied.
Then the ‘Obama-I-don’t-Care’ gave us another whammy, Yes, indeed! Oh My!
Now, it’s Peanut butter...

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The traveler reeked of weariness,
His companion was Fatigue
Wear upon his clothes suggest
He'd come a million league.

Gaunt were eyes deep set and brown
Above his cheekbones high
His...

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Somewhere in the Appalachian Hills quilted with love
there are cottages and curtains clothes on sills, quilted with love.

Up high in deep where electric wires don't...

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She is a loving mother, 
 her pain is like no other.
Kids taken all at once away.
 A price too steep to have to pay.

Holds...

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Sitting at the top of the stairs
Reflecting on my life
Looking at the bottom
Of the stairs
A place I used to be and know
I realize how far...

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