Hill Poems - Poems about Hill

In the town where shadows creep, Silent Hill, where secrets sleep, Fog descends, a shroud of dread, Over streets where lost dreams bled. Whispers echo through the night, Ghostly figures, pale and slight, The air is thick with tales untold, Of anguish,...Read the rest...

The twilight brings a gentle breeze that rustles the leaves above me where I sit on a hill overlooking a vast meadow of purple asters and flowering orange butterfly weeds I'll wait here to watch the sky change from light...Read the rest...

High on your hill you just look down your nose Where self-supremacy and hypocrisy grows Only filth and bile drips from your mouth A moral compass that always points south To all of us you're a carnival clown You...Read the rest...

Sit still in your chair, little one, and I'll tell the tale of my true Halloween story and my sad travail. I was a kid just like you, eating my frosted flakes. I asked mom for more sugar,...Read the rest...

I see you standing on the heightened hill and everything around was still, you had the entire universe for yourself, and the trees, the birds and all the animals surround you and wrapped their tails...Read the rest...

We were crossing the green field Picking up the wild flowers We drank the cheap wine Spoke most beautiful words Once there on a Coombe Hill We were walking for hours And our lives seemed so fine In the best...Read the rest...

The hill around me is very large The universe is getting ready for a ball The dignitaries are standing in line and the West wing is moving along to honor the well Deserved one with a prestigious ceremony on...Read the rest...

Over the hill and far away There is a small but lovely bay. Not one building spoiled the site, Just old tombs that give me some fright. Seen from the top of each tomb is a soul, Interred, all...Read the rest...

red orange ball of fire rolling up down green tar hill skin cancer is real...Read the rest...

THE ur POEMS grave request by michael r. burch come to ur doom in Tombstone; the stars stark and chill over Boot Hill care nothing for ur desire; ...Read the rest...

Luke started his journey at the Red River Gum tree, Near the Waratah garden and the old sandstone path. He crossed the Bay River, on a bridge that was shaky, And began the climb up the Hill...Read the rest...

Sitting in my rocking chair thinking of the past Recalling precious moments good times that we had Of the way my young heart lurched each time we'd meet up I have never yet forgot feelings of young love.. * * *...Read the rest...

Tires rang against the road in my eyes The grinding of whetted knives Tinnitus rings in my teeth Threats are thought, silently Back sores scream and swamp Ass creeps through the carseat In the beauty of County Mayo I am it's tourist...Read the rest...

Holidaying in the Dominican for a week Will sure do wonders for my psyche Appreciating what we have and a whole lot more Aside from the absolutely gorgeous All-inclusive resort we'll stay in Living conditions there are sad to see But...Read the rest...

It all came crashing down around us Someone had to fire the first shot He wasn’t happy You killed him, that’s all wrong The first shot is always a warning, it’s war etiquette So strange, mother would have loved him,...Read the rest...