On The Far Side Poems - Poems about On The Far Side

...My magical Chinese garden was small: tiny willows pagodas and mulberry trees emerging serenely from the mist pastelwise like Shangri-La over and over on the far side of an equally diminutiv......

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...Down in a cabin built by Daddy’s hand, On the far side of her Grandpappy’s land, Long now forgotten but once filled with life, Daddy and Momma as husband and wife… And only one child survived Mo......

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...The oldest voices whisper below the ground. Hands pull on roots — wind-beaten, gnarled — stories woven through the fabric of time. Bark peeled slick, leaves flattened, the wisdom of what makes wh......

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...What wonders awaits you out there, the world is bright without fear, the morning and the evening will become one and the heavens will sing a wonderful song. The birds will play the flute and the v......

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...When the winds through the valleys blow And the grounds are covered in snow Thoughts become should I stay or go Before the rivers cease to flow There are those waiting for the change Which com......

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...Children's Poems X These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Always by Michael R. Burch for Jer......

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... What do you think, the moon's trying to hide, spinning in synchronous rotation. Maybe the answer, is on the far side, ......

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...study period It’s December and my roommates and I are deeply into Christmas. We’ve got a little 3ft tall Christmas tree with about fifty-thousand little multicolor LED lights on it (LEDs because w......

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...They crawl in a line along the esplanade between beachfront mansions and the bay's indifference, windows down, elbows out, hands tapping on doors in time to the doof doof base pulverizing a......

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...Far Side of The Moon Winter and Summer begin on a solstice, That marks the shortest and longest days of the year; Spring and Fall arrive with the equinox. When the sun is closest to the ......

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...To grow without witness, on the far side of the meadow all alone Miles from judgements or fingers pointing out the rights and the wrongs A view so pure and serene when gazing into the night sky So......

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...They stand on the pointy end of compass arrows, friends and strangers scattering, flickering now like fireflies in a jar someone else is carrying yet further away. The young are born on the ......

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...Two fresh plates to adorn my humble chariot. The one on top had the honor of being mounted at the front, as my customary parking pattern is to back into a space on the far side of the garage. ......

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...November descends delicately, crisp, crimson-gold landing languidly midway between 'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day' and 'Now is the winter of our discontent'......

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...I kept it treading air, constrained, as if it were held tied to a grip, clenched for fear of letting go and give to wings a fluttering freedom, an elsewhere beyond the mind's persistent stare ......

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