Frontier Poems - Poems about Frontier

.WE'RE NOT GETTING OLDER WE'RE'GETIN' WISER1 NOW ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS FIGURE OUT... WHAT WE'RE GETTING WISER AT MY WISER AT WHAT I'D PERSONALLY SHOUT,... LIKE CAREIN' FOR MY GARDEN ;'. ADVICE GIVIN'.. KNOIN' WHERE TO FETCH BETTER ADVICE, TO REACH MY AMBITION GOALS ... MUCH BETTER TO...

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...Now many are probably thinking we don’t not have the tech for that! Altering worlds, bending gravity, we can’t do it now, that’s a fact. Not to mention radiation, we need better shielding, it’s true, but you don’t advance by waiting until it is all safe to do. Did those ancient Indians wait for heated trucks on the land bridge? No, they walked a frozen...

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It’s something that I have noticed through pretty much most of my life, a strange malaise of spirit that somehow just doesn’t feel right. As if we’re just spinning our wheels, as if we have beaten the game, no great mission, no great challenge, every day just more of the same. Some people even cheerlead this, say we should all get used to less, that...

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How do we uproot ourselves from the earth to fully ascend to the heaves above, how do we reconfigure our neurological pathways to convince our heads to unplug from the system, our hands to put down the screens, our eyes to blind themselves to the news, our ears to block out misdirection, our souls to...

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The final frontier – post consciousness as imagined by cogent, fervent, intelligent, lucent, occident, reticent, and uneminent nonestablishmentarian. The following disquisition initially describes emotions prior to experiencing corporeal death, yet unbeknownst to this skeptical atheist, his anticipatory anxiety stalwart like a soldier valiantly bidding adieu to Earthly terrestrial sphere, whence intractable denial of life after death found such...

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frontier justice the last horse thief lynched...

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THE NEW FRONTIER In the blurry distance, a crying woman’s image Tainted and tattered, misfitting rags of yesteryear Perched on poverty’s edge, absorbed by life’s abyss Please help, I’m hungry, the words of a new frontier So soft and sweet her voice, captured me so completely Big brown eyes of a child, yet breathing a homeless hell To...

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Take this saw and axe we have to clear the land. What, you mean the heavy machinery got here first, the concrete is setting as we speak! Can I borrow your flat-headed screwdriver? Ikea have half-made another thing again, I will make a skillet full of low-sodium bacon if you help me put it together. You say the wilderness has returned and there...

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The best 2021 perk Was a space flight for Captain Kirk An Enterprise Where no one dies Proving fantasy just might work...

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The skulls were nearly hidden By the thickets in the glen Scattered in ancient cinders Where a house and barn had been. Remains of years and years ago An Indian raid perhaps On a distant frontier settlement Not shown on any maps. Once an humble household A man, his wife, their child Who had left an eastern fortress To live out in the wild. No mercy for...

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Journey to a place and time A state of mind Reality a slice so thin What I perceive unreal No chance to standardize Just realize my thought Judgement error fraught Sense to none save me On a string a puppet Flailing flaunting life of failing Never mind the puppeteer Beyond dimension present Place no man should be The process me A blast cacophony That spun beyond control Fred Jagenberg – July...

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Space the final frontier Whence endless possibility awaits Discovered by wonderment of telescopic rovers and spying satellite Dense with blackend holes encircled in white smoke that illuminate the horizon Where events take place beyond the means of any human brain can ever comprehend Like witnessing a dying star in death throws burning and imploding inwards on itself And a universe...

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Yaaaaaah! Leaving dust behind eight galloping hooves, with no time to stop ‘til it ends. Just grateful the sun has dried up the mud, so cart wheels grip dangerous bends. Getuuuup! It’s getting rocky but not too far now, I can see the smoke in the distance. We’ll get there in time, so keep breathing... hang on... I can’t do this without some assistance! Yeeeehaaaa! We made it! ...

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I didn’t know what taffy was until you showed me. I hadn’t been to Lake Mary until you took me. Last Christmas we went to Clifton Mill to see the lights, it was cold and I in my thin British coat. You took me to the Corn Festival with its classy hog racing event. Then we settled a land between two great rivers, a sacred place we called:...

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POEM " A STRANGE ADVANCE " by martin gedge Worlds away we siege the day to brave a new sunrise an orbit in this atmosphere with automatic sighs a love that comes electric so until the stars fall down we run a prisoner in the dark to make this world our ground we tune in sister radio this alien in...

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