Graveled Poems - Poems about Graveled

...Jump, thump, six graders jump from stone to pebbly stone. Chirp chirp the robin flies Across the sky alone. Crunch chunch the graveled feet, Sh. . . shoo, a breathy whisper, Hard, cold bench fo......Read the rest...

..."The World is smaller because the people are closer," ... by the Poet. There's something singular needs to be said, mind the conduct or stature -- latter's best, the subject at hand ......Read the rest...

... It was a harsh, hard going season. “It’s a dying winter, lad,” he said, crunching words around, a gnawed pipe stem. Briefly embers sought a place to disappear. Cinder gray eyes, set deep in......Read the rest...

...I can see a country road lightly graveled Curved and lined with autumnal leaves See myself walk hand and hand with my lover This cool, crisp fall, in a gentle breeze I see a warm he......Read the rest...

...Meandering along a graveled road I saw an opossum with six young’uns Hanging from her tail, quite a load Meandering along a graveled road, She was probably seeking a safer abode I st......Read the rest...

...About a year ago, as the COVID pandemic seemed to subside, then swell, happily ebb and yet impatiently flow Again, about a year ago I was noticing cold autumn nights bringing first frost ......Read the rest...

...Down long lonesome roads of life, I traveled only resting when I've grown weak and weary or stumbling on memory lanes, pea graveled that cause my mournful eyes to become teary. My l......Read the rest...

...Down long lonesome roads of life, I traveled only resting when I've grown weak and weary or stumbling on memory lanes, pea graveled that cause my mournful eyes to become teary. My l......Read the rest...

...As I walk through the graveled paths When the stinging stones speak to me Of the pain thrust on trampling feet I see you in the unlit alleys of my memory As the wind blows from a co......Read the rest...

...Ezekiel’s Witness David J Walker It was the Spring before Eddie died that Fall The graveled back road leading to the end of the airport runway and an audible adventure In the perfect evening......Read the rest...

...When the mind's disease is hate it flows through the veins unchecked I'm just a voice of reason in the midst of darkness striking a match a light for minds seeking refuge from a storm and lift ......Read the rest...

...The noblemen control the pen, indeed they own the farm, but nonetheless exude finesse (and need I mention charm?) with revenue to sate the few, exulting arm in arm; for all the rest, they wish the......Read the rest...

...PATHS were bordered by boxwood hedges softened with fern, surrounding GARDEN edges. Light floral scents perfumed the morning air and sweet alyssum lined walkways; pea graveled. I strolled......Read the rest...

...rabbits leap across loneliest graveled dirt roads barely missing tires ~ possum shuffle past the white lines along the curbs hopes fill their belly ~ raccoon dart out from beneath laurels an......Read the rest...

...It was only an old photograph; But your black heart thought only of you, You slipped my wallet from my purse, Shame on you, Shame on you! Your charges on my card stopped so quickly, In a matte......Read the rest...