Columbine Poems - Poems about Columbine

...yarrow jamboree is five syllables ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Summer Jamboree summer jubilee carnival spun in saffron ~ long lemonade days fields of sunflowers glow like ......Read More

... Mountain Columbine. Butterflies with Honeybees. Drinking sweet nectar. ......Read More

... Harlequin is moody and sad Columbine is acting crazy again His behaviour was extremely bad Readily accepting part of the blame. Difficult Columbine plays hard to get She's furious wi......Read More

... This picture is of the Columbine flower by John Denver. (He was dead long before the shootings at Columbine.) In my life, I was so blessed to meet you. You cherished all people, nature,......Read More

... With his long narrow beak he drank drawing out nectar from a flower it was an Eastern Red Columbine, an Aquilegia wild desire ... Nature was singing a sweet refrain sending sunshine to......Read More

...ONGOING ELEGY The words you’re about to read are part of an ongoing elegy that began in 1999 after 12 students and one teacher were killed in the halls of Columbine. We immediately looked to o......Read More

...Inevitable death defines afterlife - deux Flinty stones figuratively rolling inside whooping out that primal binaural beat of your drum ma mind haphazardly ricocheting axon to neuron induci......Read More

...Columbine in the mountains are the palest of blues; Ours are more intense. Gentle born ahigh and free Tougher raised from within a fence. Blooms match the hue of and reach for the sky, Els......Read More

... The Wagon Man Wagon John, Wanted My Thoughts On Columbine and Gun Control 4-20-2000 The place, was Littleton Colorado, the school, Columbine High. But it could have happened in any s......Read More

... "Were it possible, a vast number of human beings would likely relive at least one day in their lives -- each being utterly ignorant of the consequences." -- a Rationally Ethical poet not......Read More

...Oh, give me a home where majestic buffalo roam, Where antelope graze and rushing streams foam! A place where snow-capped mountains reach for the sky, And gentle winds waft through blue spruce with......Read More

...Last eve, alone, sometime between the moon and dawn; that space between the real and what is just a dream, a chilling breath of wind flew past the curtains drawn shadows slid towards my bed; I tri......Read More

... *Image of Warrior and Sword by Pixabay. Tale of The Last Warrior Wouldst, such mortal traverse the crags of Ne'ermere tails, tis a grayest hour whence Luna's twilight flits her ......Read More

...summer sojourn summer strolls the hills green aspen leaves fluttering ~ wildflowers run wild edelweiss wear white high altitude’s sunflower ~ a wink and a smile columbine rockets ......Read More

...Taking my first summer stroll in the meadow, I marveled at the new growth and flowers The sun was shining full blast, not a single shadow My mind rummaged through its ivory towers. Wi......Read More