Climber Poems - Poems about Climber

Ivy is a climber She climbs up on ladders and chairs Creeps into an empty house And climbs its creaky stairs She just loves climbing And never falls The best thing she loves to climb Is up all garden walls...

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Lobster woman climber scrambled through white lily petals of joy Their aromatic ambiance surrounded her with the means to be happy We are waiting, the violets urged her, no longer fearful of her claws She had been visiting them for many moons now, and she was careful. She still has a bit of fish smell about her, the lilacs...

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Atop Ole Everest mountaineers delight Your souls she can take In darkness of night Her vengeance and beauty Are one in the same With wildness in her She’ll never be tame Almost to summit So close to her peak Climbing on north side Your soul she seek Her fury has gripped you You know you may die You try to be fearless But that’s just a...

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All night he climbs his spinal cord, up and down he goes a worker ant gathering globules of memory. The bony spine itself offers handholds for his ghosts. At each spinal notch he enters the swim of sub-osseous neural bundles. Images are scooped up, mixed into an alphabet soup of alternative realities. He climbs upward only to pause stymied at the brains tightly packed folds listens as...

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Happy birthday, dear Rochelle Ann, A climber reaches the summit; That man makes it there in less than Fourteen hours and a minute. Topic: Birthday of Rochelle Ann Ebanculla (March 23)...

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There was this bold man, an expert climber, followed own technique of an old timer. It was always his call, wife wasn’t happy at all, for he never cared to even time her. He once decided to go off the track, flexing his fat body on vale and crack. Pleased by the thrilling ride, wife...

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There was this man, an expert climber Followed own technique of old timer It was always his call Wife wasn’t happy at all For he would never care to time her. He decided to go off the track Flexing his body on vale and crack Pleased with the thrilling ride Wife lost her words to chide But he slipped on the sweat, broke...

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So you call yourself a rhymer, you’re nothing but a social climber. I got better rhymes than you in my sleep. If you come my way accept your defeat. I will challenge any male or female. You're wearing the title belt now, but look at your opponents. Step up to me and I will knock you out, haven't you heard about...

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Good Climber Is Greatest Goal Om my goodness and then do bless my soul, Being good climber is Mexico's greatest goal; Climbed right in, Again and again; As usual like Trump whole show they stole. Jim Horn...

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He climbs up rhythmically keeping his legs within a ring of rope like his life. Intuition assures the ripeness; life-nut falls down from the tree top. Just a slip will end in all end, but practice rarely slips. Though the ways are hackneyed, he’s honeyed and free under his calluses. Morrows and yesterdays, he never climbs upon. He hugs today, green and yellow like the coconut...

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Space Rock Climber was born to the void On an asteroid named for its ores and metals Orbiting the sun one year after another Morning never comes Day never breaks Silence goes on forever dead A 10 year old son abandoned by parents Who moved back to their home planet, Earth The boy climbs rocks for a living on a rock Food ran out...

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life is a ladder and i am a social climber climbing one step after another but life is hard so i have to move faster if i want to get further for the rich is getting richer and the poor get poorer even though life is tough and things get rough i believe i will make it life will get better for i come from somewhere and now i am here this is not my permanent place it will not...

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"There is no safety this side of Death", admonished Father Jubal. There's a chance we've only one more breath; I'd bet my bottom Ruble! My iron tongue- my lying lung! One last dirge to be sung... But from the depths of Hell, from Heaven fell- I have climbed up wrung for wrung!...

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Climber by Odin Roark Reality readied its chance Ascent of an alpine face Traversing ice and cold Challenging steel axe and rope Such was the pulsating vibration Facing another dawn That day Blade and ice danced slow motion Penetrating deep into resistance Echoing through layered centuries Awakening nature to its presence Breath became reserved High altitude remained...

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HIGH CLIMBER Above my sturdy maple – By nature tree related – A frisky, leaping fellow Is lord of closed earth below Wonder of agility This sprite for all seasons Knows not the gifts he’s bestowed To what evolution owed But goes daily surveying Each frozen plot, fence, house top – Careful descent, twist, turn - Survival his main concern He’s one of God’s high climbers Instinct old as...

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