Ladders Poems - Poems about Ladders

Ladders If we could heighten our bodies we’d have no use for ladders. ...

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So little is on the ground It's desolate, or so it feels As I'm trying hard to get away I don't see the blades of grass Or feel the coolness on my bare feet I want to climb to freedom But if I stop and think about the moon It just leaves me cold Surely nothing can compare With this patch of green? But...

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Changed my mind and most probably my spelling and words quite a lot recently, thinking we all live in a simulation and are bodies are avatars or emojis, was watching high end particle of love theory. defo made me think above me station. so evolved my spelling and my words quite a lot, even my tree’s become building blocks every leaf a galaxy and branches become electric bridges to another universe, sometimes I run with ghosts and...

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well if one won’t stoop to fight the devil ~ he will always condescend he’s further up the ladder ~ but down a manhole so let’s not pretend and how do I know such things ~ on any level he’s a charming friend one who makes empty promises ~ only the mesmerised comprehend inspired by...

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Should I look up, I see it all clearly The route, the goal, the possibilities To be cradled and lie on fluffy pillows Or perhaps impossible dreams Then there's the drowning Oh how I'll drown if I leave the shore From here I can't be sure what's three dimensional There may be no comfort whatsoever in 2D The green night ocean has its...

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Ivy-covered sheepskin, firmly in hand the confident graduate, square-jawed and tan Pulled offers from prestigious start-ups all over the land a year later he played lead guitar, hat in hand He, ever-grateful to his folks for those music lessons They, bleary-eyed from all the...

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"A Game of Snakes and Ladders" It’s like a game, a game of Snakes and Ladders, some spend their lives climbing ladders up the corporate sticks sliding all the way back down on their sore sweet and sorry revelations soap boxes thrown and burnt like needles lost in hay we all become redundant at some point on some slippery soaped-up stage greeted by the Dickinson himself holding all...

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a world of dreams made manifest imagination extolled eclectic surreal spectacles the outlandish otherworldly ...

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Staircase appears to enable due climb Transforms smooth as scales of snake Sordid exposed inhibits intent once kind Tramples vigour that giving hearts make ...

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A serpent disturbed in the grass Slithered up the hose of a lass But quick as a flash It made its last dash A victim of Isle of Man gas...

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Snakes And Ladders It’s raining out what shall we do? Let’s play a game just me and you, Turn off the tele I’ve found a game or two AAH snakes and ladders that will do, This is a game we haven’t played in a while Last time I played I was only a child, The boards setup which colour do you want...

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Come down from that ladder Immediately, right now You are a stupid snake...

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Saša Milivojev - THE LADDERS Never a one stood in my way When I set my sails away Wavy was the sea And no one was in the least surprised To see me barefoot with their eyes Walking on water And to infinity forever saying my goodbyes I remember the light that was ablaze Beaming I was illuminated by the Sun That was blinding Blinding As I was...

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With elan springing forth from young age Enthusiastic to take centre stage All his wits he was able to gather And proceed to the foot of the ladder Effervescent – a smile on his face – No misgivings, of doubt not a trace Rung by rung clinging on to elation Reaching up to a dream destination Fortune favours the daring, the...

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The fall of sixty-three, I envisioned myself "Miss Sorghum" of our Hancock County Fair. I aced the talent phase on piano but needed practice crossing a makeshift stage in heels. Destiny roared, that fatal afternoon, my clever escort list'ning for the judge's voice, grabbed my hand for our debut. I stumbled and felt my gown unzip. Throwing his jacket 'round my waist...

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