Clearings Poems - Poems about Clearings

...The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII by Pablo Neruda translation by Michael R. Burch Ascend with me, my American love! Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together! The Urubamba’s torren......

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...I dive into thoughts, wishing my verses would soar ever higher, Like a bird with boundless wings, lost in distant and divine horizons, But they only float, like water birds with netted feet, Tilti......

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...There sits along a well traveled road, a house forgotten so long ago Brown faded logs, bleached from hot Summers seasons Stand proud against its kindred trees Its roof top still shelters the mem......

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...Sacred Earths Tiny Dancer Arise, My Beloved! I say, Arise, My Love! For you are a Sacred Dancer In the Great Spirit's grand and glorious ceremony— A hallowed space where Ancient......

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...Trees, big or small, soothe poets, Big or small, they are advisors, artists Who soothe the storms of the lonely souls, They stand out like magicians Before the subtle skies, Trees soothe poets......

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...I. Eros walked slowly through the forestland, Near Mount Olympus, in the soft twilight. By his side, he held his bow in his hand, As he walked on through the advancing night. Above the f......

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...In my lifetime, I have observed and witnessed some evil things. Many were news reports, but some were eye-witness melees. One notable travesty was the implementation of 'A Clearing'. It was ca......

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...beyond the thickets past the clearings virgin trails cool as licks of ice his retreat... yet awaits him......

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...She called me up quite distressed, asked if I could please help her grand daughter was afraid to sleep in her room because of a ghost I told her I did mostly readings, that clearings were not my......

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...God Loves us all the more, When we put the pain of others before our own, When we help others out of the forest, into sunlit clearings. When we notice less of what others say, and more of wh......

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...No Adjectives No adjectives graced skies of dawn No crimson, mauve or bronze Only blankets of fog akin to gloom Blocking sunlight, singing runes. Winds on gusts rose up in westerlies Brea......

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...TRAIN – 1958 On a warm summer evening at North Philadelphia Station the 6:19 on track three, the "Spirit of Saint Louis-Limited" from Penn Station New York, Newark and Trenton bound for Thirt......

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...COMING HOME She was an airport on the flats by the river, her signage, lights and markings outlining corridors that couldn’t be seen in the sunlight of day A black silhouette from a full harv......

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...down the path of broken promises up the stream’s misguided dreams shoulders burdened crushed and rounded by all accounts tallied and squared off countless breaths and tears held back while ......

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...Hot and wet as heaven pion Rainfall scattered warm clarion, dropped some their leaves Referred to evergreen rainforest Girl starred being black, smiled for dark spots with silver-grey eyes King......

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