Clambering Poems - Poems about Clambering

...*"A tribute to "Pops" (Joe), (04/23/31-01/20/24) though what pans below mirrored life in the States for me, not Pops, but for two years at The Home before he passed, I'd drank tea cause he's unable t......Read the rest...

...The holiday season is upon us, and I delight in the memories of my childhood yuletides. One such memory stands out quite clearly. Just before Thanksgiving, November’s blustery winds arrived, weaving......Read the rest...

...A fat man while clambering up a tree To pluck pears was stung by a swarm of bee Alas! With a heavy thud, He landed in the dry mud Bees stung on his limp prick and he couldn’t flee!...Read the rest...

...sand falls sweetly down clambering over and through in waves of the sea......Read the rest...

...Harbour your vessel in the sea of life In calm water or safe shores Avoid wild raging ocean storms Keep your vessel safe and secure Wild weather and furious waves Vessel control you may lose ......Read the rest...

...Four legs quiver like clumsy cabrioles striking smooth gray rivers of zig-zag sidewalk barrios in rhythm with happy shivers syncopated on a muffled drum as we talk and stroll On our way han......Read the rest...

...Daylight wipes its face. I travel through a door unlocking an attic of mind. If I had a best pair of pants I would wear them but I have only the next to best. Small unnamed birds are clamb......Read the rest...

...An upland valley where sunlight runs upon rippling grasses. Spirit, dressed in motley camouflage, pirouettes, scanning dark cliff tops, its light quickened by the press. of looming shadows. ......Read the rest...

...The failed suicide. He sat on the edge of a cliff, feet dangling in the air the view was spectacular could see as far as only eagles could could, and to think he had come here to end his life S......Read the rest...

...A windy blow uphill all the way dog running ahead as if we are going somewhere we are going to the edge the very edge of a steepness Climb dog panting maybe me breathing both pulling at a ......Read the rest...

...Another morning Breaks in a wet and thickening Cling of fog, gathers on leaves to load Down and bend Each with a growing weight, Fastened until too heavy to hold when all Gives way to spill and......Read the rest...

...Clambering through the darkness Grasping at whatever is there Heading toward that glimpse of light In desperation and despair Stumbling and falling Time and time again Focused only on that g......Read the rest...

...*Image of Hikers Warning by Pixabay. Out Of The Way As a self-proclaimed ruler of my person, I am mindful of the internal convictions, external constitutions as Lord overseer of my ......Read the rest...

...Some sounds are sinewy toes scratching drum skins, a pigeon shuffle-dance on unseen roofs, a clatter in the flap and coo. Rose bushes are mute, until they have lost their heads then they sque......Read the rest...

...clatter-claws scratching drum skins. Pigeons are the worst. Rose bushes sit quietly all summer then only after they have lost their heads do they squeak and squawk all night. Dry joints crunch do......Read the rest...