Denver Poems - Poems about Denver

Take me home, where the country roads wind, Through rugged mountains and skies so kind. Whispering winds hum Annie’s Song true, Soft as the dawn in the morning dew. Sunshine on My Shoulders warms the soul, A golden touch that makes us whole. With Calypso we sailed through waters wide, Drifting where nature and dreams collide. A Rocky Mountain High in every refrain, A...

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Mere words cannot express The depths of my respect And how I mourn the fact that he's not here. His open, honest smile, His friendly country style, Of course his voice and music keep him near. As kids, on Thursday nights, My dad turned down the lights And by a roaring fire we'd sing his songs. I've such dear memories... We'd sing to his LP's Until,...

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John Denver Poetry Contest Anthony Biaanco Gathered around a campfire Folks sing, clap, and dance Take me home on country roads Rocky Mountain high High above an eagle circles A passing deer pauses Other critters awaken To listen to John Denver ... sing ... of nature and relationships Where his songs light the fire And where his heart lights the night With wholesomeness ... and sentiment and nostalgia As the...

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In the late 60s, I heard the song, 'Ode To Billy Joe' by Bobbie Gentry. Some time later, I heard the song, 'Take Me Home' by John Denver. Bobbie Gentry's song reminds me of my Southern roots not far from the song's theme location in the Mississippi Delta. John Denver's song clearly paints the picture of a place to which I would like to return,...

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It always did seem On the Wings of a Dream I’d Fly Away with you In My Heart - through Singing Skies and Dancing Waters, for Darling, The Music is You, and The Gift You Are you have been from the start. My Rhymes and Reasons, my divine Aspenglow, Somethin’ About You, I can’t let go. It seems I keep saying Goodbye...

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Clearly in my memory, a moment of discovery, in spiritual revery, and I was not alone. A kid, when I first heard his sound, with mountains all around, it was something new I found, Country Roads had brought me home. Two hours each way by bus, eight hours washing pots, and thus, life was hard, monotonous, and the days were long. I was just eighteen years old. In...

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John Denver was a fine country singer, Rocky Mountain High immortalized him, guitar strummed, sleight of hands, picked by finger, skilled writer, voice, guitarist, songs, or hymn. Annie's Song, soft and warmly glorious, Dreamland Express, Perhaps Love, I'm Sorry, lips touch and, ears hark tryst, harmonious, his lyrics live on and tell his story. John Denver's Christmas songs, his right to fame, Silver Bells,...

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I tried to write a song like John Denver would have done Thought the way to do it was to emulate each one Went to Colorado for a Rocky Mountain High Found heaven near Shenandoah, but inspiration still not nigh. Left my wife on a jet plane, didn't tell her what for She would have disapproved, said get a job,...

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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, and I think God designed His glorious sky just for you, too! Besides your music, I know you cared about all the hungry folks on...

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I don't want to be a sad poem Just like the late John Denver Did not want to be a sad song. No poet enjoys writing a sad poem I don't know any singer who's eager To compose or to sing a sad song. Sad songs make people very uncomfortable Please remove all the sad songs on the table So nobody will find...

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The Air of a Different Century David J Walker And to think I remember days in 1956 Not that they mattered to anyone As young as me Only that the sky was clear and I breathed the air of different century where it rained on me in the fall and the snow was pure and fell on all who braved the winter storms...

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Ode to John Denver, My Mentor, RIP! You still burn brightly like a comet in my eyes. You_John Denver, far too young to die. People think of you as a singer and that's all? You, who wanted all humanity to be fed, a purpose far from small. Humble is spirit, but who knows that? Just an entertainer? They only see...

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With the stage name “Denver,” beloved poet John to country, folk and beautiful soft rock was drawn. “Take Me Home Country Road” made him a star. What lovely songs for nature he strummed on his guitar! With the stage name “Denver,” beloved poet John became a 70’s phenomenon. To tunes like “Grandma’s Feather Bed” and “Annie’s Song” his fans would listen and...

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Motivated by growth, So it's hard to lose. Nothing frivolous on the mind. Nothing to prove. The best part about this mode, You get to choose. Constantly on a quest, of expanding your views. Like the news. Just A different agenda. Becoming a real human, And not a pretender. I remember. When, I was a member. Of a superficial life That left...

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The cadence of the knell on the wind Lord Has folk peering from windows and doors A reminder of fickle mortality Peals forlornly, for whom the bell tolls The screams of the Angels, are deafening Those with the conscience to hear Dark Winter, cuts colder than ice Unfolding, the fear of all fears Media controlled information Has us fighting brother to brother As the puppeteers...

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