Downstream Poems - Poems about Downstream

... He wears thick gloves when he strings the barbed wire, fashioning a thorny fence from prickly metal spines, reminding me that cattle like to know the boundaries, the edges of a pasture, clever......Read the rest...

...December blows its frosty breath, ice flows downstream. Isn't ice white? This is so grey. Where is the beauty of yesteryear? Shouldn't the air be fresh? It's spoiled, tears spill......Read the rest...

...Let’s be eels, Let slip into their hands, Let’s be eels, Let’s explore the rivers Before they catch us, They’re waiting for us downstream, To hurt us, We are eels, We know better than ......Read the rest...

...In a fantasyland of their own creation politicians spawn Spreading their eggs of division and lies among bottom feeding pawns Propagating treason corruption and graft to freely flow downst......Read the rest...

...Oddity of sadness, partly dead forever Not to rot, not to heal - scar tissue But mourn? For now part of me lives forever Part of me is bulletproof So old… So old I have become Never to mature ......Read the rest...

...That be cold sun rose yonder, our heads be hot, I'd declare, I'll get Whitey my critter, worked all night, best she nicker. 'Bout saddlin' her real tight, or I'll headlong out of sight, I ......Read the rest...

...Hear the beating of the new drums A heavenly call for us to war dance Hear the inner voice, let it guide Us to our abiding reside These new notes within us Will shift away the mess Breakin......Read the rest...

...Butterscotch Fragrance rolling tongue tastes treat melting lips the mouth caramel Movements delight the belly rest! The butterscotch taste flows in the stomach no yes round the slowing flowing clouds......Read the rest...

...In moonlit dance, the river gleams, A journey whispered through the streams. Dreams embark on liquid trails, Reflections weave enchanting tales. Majestic mountains guard the flow, Where aspira......Read the rest...

...Cobweb of visions It was a clear day, perhaps too lucid mother sat in the kitchen, sunlight made her white hair into a halo I asked how old she was, ninety-two she said I knew I was trapped......Read the rest...

...Cobweb of visions It was a clear day, perhaps too lucid mother sat in the kitchen, sunlight made her white hair into a halo I asked how old she was, ninety-two she said I knew I was trapped......Read the rest...

...The sun is up, and I'm up. Both the sun and I are up, we're up, we're up Off with my sleeping clothes, off it goes, off it goes, On with my play clothes, on it goes, on it goes, Down the steps, I ......Read the rest...

...The Autumn crocuses sway amongst the shadows of the pine trees The air is resonant with smoke As the buddleia dies down August as thick as musk Blackbird came a calling about Autumns shortnes......Read the rest...

...Larry was rowing his novel as fast as he could Trying to escape the emojis from Donner and Good The evil faces were trying to climb onboard his boat The islands in the distance remained fairly rem......Read the rest...

...The Autumn crocuses sway amongst the shadows of the pine trees The air is resonant with smoke As the buddleia dies down August as thick as musk Blackbird came a calling about Autumns ephemera......Read the rest...