Best Walk Poems
They walk amongst us, but in silent ways,
spreading peace and love without any praise.
When thunder roars and lightning strikes in rain
they watch over us, healing bleeding pain.
Yet we do not see their celestial light,
nor do they shed feathers within our sight.
Happy to hide behind unknown faces,
empathy guides them to deprived places.
Heal and soothe, they prevent tears from flowing,
touch our hearts to leave our spirits glowing.
From Sydney to London, Rome to Bombay,
provide moments that take our breath away
Their acts of grace form a ripple effect,
kind gestures that help people to connect.
to walk in early morning's still
to see the silence through the chill
to smell the rise of dawn from night
to hear the sky's unravelling light
to taste the distant fields of grass
to breathe the dry stone walls that pass
to touch the earth's pure pristine air
to catch the world - and hold it there.
Would I dare
to walk a mile in her shoes
To put my feet in cinder's slippers
marry a handsome prince
who turns out to be another Jafar
Would I dare to let the glass shards
of those tight slippers
slice open my heels till I bleed
Would I dare
to let dignity purse my lips tightly
and let pride silence the cry
Would I dare to own her brains
to taste mental yeast's bitter shame
Would I be the servant and cook
the tutor,cab driver,the warrior ,the lover
the whor* of an unfinished book
to be thanked by insults and be called out names
To be the one that He always blames
Would I dare feel the sweat of his fist
without being bruised nor being hit
Would I find Alice,call her a fool
Does she know ,there is no wonderland
if you live to the vow and play by the rule
What about God,His promised land
Does this hourglassed desert
ever feel the touch of His hand
Will She taste frosted manna
if She runs far away
Or would she challenge the bully
and have it her way
Does her dream ever leave the blues
Would he look in her eyes
Would He dare to walk
a mile in her shoes?
I walk and walk
and in my mind
I walk toward
something someone you
I walk and walk
in a motion I wish was soothing
somehow it’s nowhere that I walk
never getting closer
I wonder how it is I’m walking
riding life’s evermoving sidewalk
going against the tide against the grain
never getting closer
static not getting anywhere
and not getting further
I’m left alone with my illusion
of somehow getting closer
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
Submitted on May 31, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 5TH
Originally posted on May 30, 2022
Twin, silver cathedral bells, sway and chime.
As every note peals out, clear and sublime.
No winds blow through the sky, this silent night.
The peaceful heavens, filled with a celestial light.
Arm in arm, down the icy lane we do walk.
Heart to heart, our souls they seem to talk.
A pair of happy cardinals, one red, one gold.
Go bobbing through the snow, so white, so cold.
Along the hillside, stands rows of frosted pine.
The fields, blanketed in diamonds, a vision divine.
Couples, young and old, seated in horse-drawn sleighs.
Making new memories, and reminiscing their by-gone days.
Nestled so close together, like two turtledoves.
All bundled up, with warm scarves and gloves.
Amongst white winter lands, we two do wander.
While our light hearts, are growing ever fonder.
Written for Isaiah Zerbst's contest - "Let It Snow-12 Paintings of Winter"
This poem was inspired by the painting-"Christmas Day" by John Ritchie
Come, walk in the spring's budding forest with me,
Enraptured by musical sounds of the wild,
Where life dwells unhindered and gracefully free.
For children of nature, we happen to be,
Made open and free as an innocent child…
Come, walk in the spring's budding forest with me,
Enthralled with the wonder of earth’s majesty,
Abandoned with nature where God’s love has smiled,
Where life dwells unhindered and gracefully free.
Our worldly, dark troubles will magically flee,
Erasing the sorrowful memories filed…
Come, walk in the spring's budding forest with me,
Tranquility flows everywhere peacefully
With nature's deep fragrance, sweet-scented and mild,
Where life dwells unhindered and gracefully free.
Absorbing the essence of Earth's modesty,
With stillness and beauty of nature compiled,
Come, walk in the spring's budding forest with me,
Where life dwells unhindered and gracefully free.
March 13, 2015
~8th Place~
Premiere Contest: 2019 Marathon Mile #24
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Judged: 03/15/2019
~6th Place~
Contest: Villanelle's and Terzanelle's Only
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Judged: 06/23/2015
T'was freezing cold and I struggled in the heat
I was pleased I'd put warm gloves on my feet
I shouldn't have been out on such a cold night
High in the sky was the sun and shining so bright.
Not far to walk home now just fifty odd miles
Minutes later I'd be home, my face full of smiles
My brother was with me and she felt the cold too
Shouldn't have worn shorts, her hands had turned blue.
Went into an ice cream parlour for some yummy ice cream
It was served piping hot and gave off clouds of steam
I fancied some cold soup and it was served up on a plate
And I used two left handed chopsticks, it tasted great.
Then my cell phone rang but the battery was flat
It was my wife who wanted me to buy her a cat
She said don't tell me which one, I want a surprise
But get one with four legs, a tail and green eyes.
Called to the pet shop and asked nicely for a pet
The man said sorry we've no live ones in yet
I've got two stuffed dead dogs or a puffa fish
If you don't want it as a pet it will make a tasty dish.
I got out my credit card and paid him with cash
He said don't handle the fish it will give you a rash
Me and my bro left the shop and went off on our way
I was so worn out, it had been an eventful day.
Written on 8th September 2021
For The Nonsense Rhyme Poetry Contest,
Sponsored By Charles Messini.
The snow wafts gently down
Softly and quietly coating the ground
With a silence so loud
Blankets earth like a shroud
Trees hold snow laden boughs
My steps as I walk make barely a sound
I take this path alone
Pondering certainties that are unknown
The twists that living takes
Mistakes we sadly make
The tears for loving’s sake
The many ways which our love hasn’t grown
Lamps aglow light my way
This beauty conflicts my heart that’s so gray
Now I wish you were here
But instead my heart fears
As our love disappears
I’ve pushed you away and there you will stay
This snowy evening stroll
And I realize your love feeds my soul
I beg of you return
So much we need to learn
It’s for you my heart yearns
Without you my darling I can’t be whole.
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January 7, 2018
Written for Contest: Rhyme Me A Poem
Theme: A Snowy Evening Walk
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Vibrant twilight colours drain
from transcending skies.
Black velvet blankets remain;
luminous stars rise.
Tread lightly, darkness is here.
Such an eerie night,
promise me to remain near;
be my guiding light.
Shadows begin to appear,
under the bright moon.
Be silent, they may hear
can we go home soon?
In your arms, one becomes safe,
feeling warm in your embrace.
Simple glimpse of your face
takes me to that magic place.
Tranced, you gaze into my eyes.
Hunter with his prey in sight;
preparing to claim his prize.
One is powerless to fight.
Lost are all inhibitions
as hands are placed on my hips.
Forgotten tribulations
as you kiss my virgin lips.
Daylight brings a halt to this
romantic rendezvous.
Abrupt end to luscious bliss
as reality breaks through.
Silent One
Originally written 18 March 2016
Re-posted 16 January 2018
They are walking! Walking, walking, walking!
Long stretches of walk - hundreds of miles of impossible uncertainty,
in blazing sun, in sweltering, muggy, heat - running away from an Inferno.
Home, sweet home! Villages with shady trees!
Destination!
Thirst, hunger, bleeding.
They trudge, fatigued babies hanging on their shoulders like sandbags,
starving infants clutching hands, tears dry on their cheeks.
Men and women - walk, walk, walk!
Leave cities where cruelty is the only language,
Villages with shady trees -
Home, sweet home, far away.
Burning sun, sweating bodies, dry throat, growling tummies.
Slog beside railroads - follow tracks,
no trains, no buses, no trucks, no vehicles,
only two weary feet to carry them to their destination,
plodding with all their might until the body can not move a step further.
Lie on the tracks - it’s hard, it’s cold, it’s comforting!
Come rest, come sleep, come death -
Blood-stained tracks-
Destination never came.
As we walk hand in hand
Today as we walk hand in hand
Happily through pure white sand
The love within my heart for thee
It flows to you so tenderly.
The ocean waves ebb to and thro
As hand in hand along we go
Bare feet in the silky sand
The sun shines down and life’s so grand
We stop, the two of us and kiss
Oh how nice to feel such bliss
As love matures we two, entwined
Such perfect sweetness we do find
Today as we walk hand in hand
Happily through pure white sand.
Vera Duggan 10 July 2014.
The Walk of Love
With you now entering this heart enchanting with rose petals
You’re the sweetest flower dancing tunes inside one’s mind
Once upon a fairy tale dream adoring you my loving princess
You begin rising in the east amazing light crowning sunshine
Ultraviolet radiance glowing warm with rays of deep breaths
Inner sighs as you walk softly on the deepest of sands My Love
Your footprints are so soft and deeply touching Sweet Honey
As your loving gentleness sweeps me away into a paradise pure
Where we walk hand in hand smiling with such feeling and joy
In a thousand dreams floats one treasure of Golden Happiness
Your joy sparks liquid honey melting gold into our heartbeats
Fluttering on wings of a butterfly silently flying in the cool air
With the sweetest scent of the purest jasmine now pervading all
Breathless beauty as an angel of the heart sings a paean of delight
While the warm air dances on a flower kissing a breeze so softly
Flocks of beautiful birds sing you praises of glory that be forever
As they fly with such grace and their hearts beat softly in rhythm
Landing on paradise as your words touch with whispers my soul
Resonating into the deepest crevices of my ethereal psyche true
While echoing inside the chambers of your lucent pretty presence
Holding hands as the sunlight beams your every foot step now
As shadows silver dancing waves call out one name within each
Echo crashing salted sure your spices kiss our magic moments
As a gentle but sensual wind kisses the lips of a lovely Sweet Siren
As she holds us in her dreams of a wonderful love so rich and pure
We share the Dream of a thousand lifetimes beyond all compare
As twelve rich red roses blush in the heavens where one diamond
Shines so brightly with a rainbow array of heavenly colors pure
Reflecting God’s own divine design and wish for us to keep our
Eternal promise now My Love with a ring symbolizing us as One
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (July 12, 2015) (Unrhymed Tercet)
A babbling stream, a peaceful lane
These are the things that I enjoy
As I walk on a summers day
With a warm gentle breeze upon my face
A cottage in a field, with swirling smoke
A family sitting round ready to eat
Rich chicken soup and freshly baked bread
Then five little children all snug in their bed
A flitting bird upon the nest
Protecting her brood from unknown harm
A cow chewing cud all gentle and calm
Then sheep and one dog in one accord
Oh what a beautiful land we have
If we would take the time to see
Instead of rushing through the day
Let’s sit for a while and take it all in
take a frosted walk
clad tip to heel in baked pumps
cupcakes for your feet
I walk on water. . .
I feel the coolness of the
Rolling waves splash
Beneath my feet.
I watch the sun sprinkle
Diamonds across the sea.
I float above the clouds
And feel the radiant warmth
Of the sun bless my body.
I feel the power of the wind
Caress or twist and break
Anything into submission.
I rise above the towering Alps—
Snow capped and pristine.
I enjoy a fragile flower sharing
The faint scent of heaven.
I know the Sequoias, ever growing.
I blend with verdant pastures and
Serene rolling hills in misty rain.
I know the secrets of the
Deep dark abyss.
I sense the moon’s tenderness
And share in her emotions.
I flow with the clever rivers
Seeking new exciting paths.
I form a rainbow in waterfalls.
I am free to be the wind, the earth,
The sea, when all you see is me.
© 2010 Connie Marcum Wong
Note:
I am only inferring I am one with nature in this poem.