Crevasse Poems - Poems about Crevasse

...Some years had passed while Balgar learn the druid ways now full of knowledge and ready to help those in need He set off on his travels following his instincts as he went first he came across a w......Read the rest...

...They offer no rope nor traction. Following a prolonged icy tongue-blast a slow slide into the greasy crevasse where lie, soul stiffening white jackets. There seems to be infinite oceans of infi......Read the rest...

...I wrote this poem during the pandemic as I questioned what the future held. Since the pandemic crisis has passed, we keep hearing about a “new normal.” Normal is over, or did normal ever exist? ......Read the rest...

... he thankfully grazed on gravel and grass then suddenly heard the deafening blast now rests with fruits and nuts– gravy boat floats his guts– and sausage dressing's stuffed up his crevasse ......Read the rest...

...In my sanctuary’s hush, Poe’s tales I clasp, Into his world, I plunge, a breath, a rasp. Beneath the creaking floorboards, a heart's pulse In my mind, it throbs and gasps; Suddenly, I'm t......Read the rest...

...I bridged the gap Therefore I haven't fallen into the great crevasse Pretty good going... I'm happier unlost, not in a pit of despair Plus Strictly is on later I'm going to experiment with t......Read the rest...

...beauty, not the cherished gift fated to be ravaged by father time, but the enduring kind the naked eyes cannot see. the beauty that res......Read the rest...

...What’s in the grass and what do I know? There are creepy and freaky things below. All sorts of insects and crawly creatures are among grass’ most fearsome features. I wonder what else......Read the rest...

...In the secluded seashore of isolation islands, people build desire castles with dream sands, protect the fragile precincts with fervent care from the beleaguering waves breaking on them. The s......Read the rest...

...As she looked back through the truck glass At the swing blown by the brisk breeze In her small heart formed a crevasse Did it heal or only reprise Building 'til it became a trespass ......Read the rest...

...I'm blessed to have landed in mother's quilted arm. To romp in a sandbox with other blessed hearts. I'm blessed to have a gentle souled father. Who dusted off a cluster of first heartaches. Pulle......Read the rest...

...I sat on the back porch, watching a falling star feeling like a lightning bug, caged within a jar, wishing with a heavy heart that I could fly away. I needed to open the door. Should I go or stay?......Read the rest...

...We started on a common path, But not one of our choice. In time we went our separate ways, To hear or find our voice, And so traversed the wilderness With joys and dangers fraught. The path I......Read the rest...

...In the cerulean fervent sky my songbird of yearning soared high, glided in the rippling amorous breeze that wafted your fragrance to me, until the splitting storm surged and crushed the wi......Read the rest...

...Of Farmers Faces David J Walker Traces of every hour spent in the sun tracked in the faces of every farmer I’ve ever known that devour the granted days of life Including the strife in th......Read the rest...