Meander Poems - Poems about Meander

Nothing is like water, when water's alone — Memories go out to sea, swam there unglued; The seashells on beach cease not spend away home. When the sky's kiss on water beneath us skews, The scarring inside leaves us, cumbersome; comb on my footprints, your own sweet dance talent moves. Gulls blow northeaster in the tide's crank, feeding There among ocean...

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1) The wind teased the waves, diffracting the civil twilight. A crimson lily has shed some petals, staining the cobblestone path. Thoughts meander among memories - a fresh headstone in the lee. 2) The gusty wind teased the waves, diffracting the civil twilight. A red lily has shed some petals, staining the cobblestone path. Thoughts meander among memories—a...

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I am of the moment It's interesting being that way I observe with interest what causes stress to others, that doesn't touch me When I had no responsibilities I'd get on a plane and meet a friend if she was travelling - Paris or wherever... Find out the plan when I got there, hey I even arrived in...

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I don’t mean to walk away, just to meander That’s not to say I don’t enjoy your cander But I refuse to hear your immoral pander When it starts to mutate into wily slander I just imagined something so much grander Of myself than this unobservant bystander But since your descent down to philander You are no officer nor...

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This is my humble tribute to our dear Soup member Andrea Dietrich, using some of her poem titles. This is actually inspired by a contest named "Title Wave", that was sponsored by our Soup member Richard Lamoureux last year, in which I did not enter, but had always wanted to write one Title wave poem...

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We meander off the beaten path, A veritable sally, Admiring the flight of lively swallows Above the green vast valley. Puffy white clouds form and reform, Methinks, one looks like a galley. The twittering birds in perfect harmony, Look like a rally. Sheep graze here and there, How lovely to be able to dilly dally. We find some rest beneath a shady...

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The sensitive brilliance of a lighted flame. Yet, filled by vitality, will spark and inflame. I had been ashes, encouraged by your presence. At first, faint flares, yet before long propel us. Utterly, we were talented to a calm rumble. I was interested in the brilliant shade fettle. Applauds such warm and compassionate eyes. I don't cognize...

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I meandered up the snaky path winding sinuous to summit. Climbing was an easy course when the grade ascended in baby-steps, on and on, gradual. Once I started to climb, the summit was never in view. Ahead, only the next bend. A script of twists and turns around the slope of scenes on way to culmination. Having made it to the lookout the valley...

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know a commander who does like to meander throws under hander Jim Horn...

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Unhampered by daunting perfection Not given to much introspection Contented with idle reflection I wander in aimless direction. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Contest: Form 'M' Monorhyme Sponsor: Broken Wings Placed 4th © 17th April, 2017...

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Spring blooms dance where warm breezes sigh As butterflies roam where lilacs lie Clouds meander in the vast blue sky As a bird's sweet melody echoes by 4/16/17...

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Streams may meander to the sea The way your love trickles to me. Not the way I like it to be - I need waterfalls, you see. 4/12/2017 For contest M-Monorhyme...

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The river kicks up its heels in swinging sway and lilt. Winding downstream in a sinuous snaking stream bed it built By eroding outer bends, building up its inner bends with silt Defying the straight and easy path, which like a flippant lover it jilt...

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I walk through the fields of butterflies and start to feel ROSY, I think of all the s p l e n d o r in my life and I begin to MOSEY- As I see the little girl pick medallions I start to get NOSY, so I m e a n d e r...

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If I let my mind meander - like a river backwards through time - past rocks and turbulent waters and also through the calm times when the surface of that river was smooth as glass - I go further back to a time when my life flowed like a stream, less complex and rolling on with hope. Always, though, I end up...

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