Longest Poems - Poems about Longest

In the marathon of time a sunset is but a meter, gone in the click of a finger. But it stretches across the horizon from both ends of the sky, and if you were to chase it you would find it only grows dimmer....

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The darkest of mornings, Light creeping slowly, very slowly, Round the edges of my world, As the day begins. All day a half light struggles to make an impact But loses the battle And dusk takes over far too soon, And this shortest of days Descends into darkness. This day has been a study in greys and black, Skies dark, moods black, thoughts...

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Piercing the pangs of time ‘our song,’ a faded rhyme Exits my head, enters my heart vows of love rip me apart For the longest of seconds ...

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When I asked the fifth grade students to guess What two rivers are the longest in the world I was not surprised with Missouri and Mississippi. Many are not global thinkers. Most had not heard of the Nile or the Amazon. Both of these are over four thousand miles long. Where the Amazon ends is uncertain. But they are within fifty miles...

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Cats the longest running musical on Broadway the one that knocked A Chorus Line out of first place After it had been the King of the Musicals for a long time Cats a musical my husband thought was boring He walked out of it before the second act Cats a musical I always wanted to see I watched for fifteen minutes on TV before I...

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the great walking road from Cape Town to Magadan the Worldly longest!...

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I’m just an old man in a blazer Here to try and tell the truth About that longest longest day That brought an end to my youth. No heroic thoughts as I struggled up the sand Into the chaos of that Foreign and alien land, Just a sense of confusion, Panic, mind numbing fear, A sense of bewilderment wondering why am I...

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They were young starry-eyed, yet too soon so many had to die. Brave to a fault with wanderlust of youth, no challenge spurned however seemingly uncouth. In azure blue skies with only clouds as friends, they sought their prey through war's myopic lens. No quarter given and none spared by their foes, incandescent bullets superseding schoolyard blows. Skill and...

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They, we, I, made it. One year with a little more knowledge and somewhat of a grasp over the idea that 4  became 3 and 1, some ash. It's been a whole 365 days, and you still have not come back. I believe some small part of me wanted this to be a nightmare...

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Give me the longest night only us together; Just for a brief moment my lips pressed to your neck; I’ll memorize the scent; Give me the longest night, that music in your moan; It’s okay if I bleed, sharpen me with your nails; Everything inside freed; Give me the longest night, where you are the center; Hold your foot on my clutch; Push past the breaking point, right...

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* Paid my heed my friends for the frost giants begin their march southwards, * and their hounds of winter ,shall Slather and bay awaiting direction from their masters * as then , * they fall upon us . * Even...

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“The Longest Conversation I had with a Ghost” in dreams we speak of maybe tomorrow today I spoke with you in the strangest way praying to a wall whispering the way through (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) “A Child with the Ghost” / Gary Numan https://youtu.be/qhVXHWe1uec Lyrics/"A Child with the Ghost", Gary Numan. https://genius.com/Gary-numan-a-child-with-the-ghost-lyrics...

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The night before the longest day a man Went walking on the chalk path on the hill Collecting stars. He had a little pan To sift them as they fall, for fall they will Some crumble quickly into silver dust But others do remain, and of them rings Are made, and spells to satiate the lust Of wild priestesses and...

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Night had been short, I still was highly tired for my bones had been badly maltreated during exhausting marches. I admired comrade John who recently had cheated the Reaper in the north at Stamford Bridge. I left the troops and headed for a beech where I relieved myself. The coming fight transformed it into a cesspool, this ridge. King Harold on his horse...

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The long life The knowledge of living forever is already here all one has to do is renew the old cells for new ones once a year starting when forty or thereabout when a person is self-sufficient. It is also possible to renew cells so often on regress to infancy and looked after by your son who is unable to grasp...

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