Ladder Poems - Poems about Ladder

...It's the doers that will do something in this world The past it haunts with a heavy presence those idle souls they sat back as the future of the next generation is stolen the calling card boil......Read More

...It wasn't just some, the entire orchard was ripe! Crisp fuji apples... they would taste so good... maybe... But I can't reach those! They're high! I climb the ladder, reach for an apple - and......Read More

...Written: September 24, 2023 Apple Picking Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori ___________________________________________________________ In a farm adorn......Read More

... In the moorlands of desires, I've forever sung choruses of fertile faith, amidst the flock of bleeding birds, sprinkling heartbeats on lush olive herbs, In the dream of retracing their ......Read More

...To Matter _______________ Why do I not matter, like the empty rungs of a broken ladder, I’ve tried my hardest for them to see, what a good friend that I could be, yet I’m proven wrong continuousl......Read More

... We are the workers of this nation, making less than it takes to survive. We are the farmer in the cornfield, the cowboy out on a cattle drive. Factory drones at minimum wage, the waitress th......Read More

... "Sharks and Paddlers" That one’s like a pilot fish follows up the ladder and down snakes and ladders sharks and paddlers That one’s like a pilot fish lost withou......Read More

...“You didn't come into this world. You came out of it, like a wave from the ocean. You are not a stranger here.” - Alan W. Watts --- The day is fresh Long before the sun yawns into the mo......Read More

... In this boat that we dwell, It can be a walk through hell, Yesterday haunting today, Today pervaded by sombre rays, Tomorrow being spun by the unseen. The world is a rocking boat, Som......Read More

...If you want clarity of thought, Then sorting is a skill you should give some thought. If you want to increase your chances of becoming rich, Then sorting is a skill you should give some thought.......Read More

...Life keeps going to find his purpose he strolls across verdant plains and trudges up the hills sometimes dejection follows rejection and distress darkness engulfs and something spooky em......Read More

...My dog is giving the sky a meticulous tongue lolling. Half way through the walk he dips his pink lapper into a muddy puddle then continues to paint the sky to his liking, 'his liking' being ......Read More

...reversing polarity totally we become the bliss flame delighting in piercing form meticulously cleansing sins* (*a euphemism for ignorance) illuminating decaying body and igniting toroidal hear......Read More

...when I met you, I was dying. for the very first time in my life, but certainly not the last- you made sure of that when I met you I was dying. I hadn’t eaten in three months and my body was a vandal......Read More

... He may not recall the faces, or the names of all the places, where he would play his songs until, his fingers blistered and bled. He still thinks about those long nights, and the million m......Read More