Overhanging Poems - Poems about Overhanging

... "And like a Spring flower be soft and beautiful, and never, ever lose the courage and strength to bloom." Quote by _ Constance ......Read the rest...

...Placed Second in: This or That, Vol. 23 Poetry Contest Sponsored by Edward Ibeh Narrow Margin On the twelfth day and twelfth month of the y......Read the rest...

...A lovely October morning! Today I rose much earlier than usual. I watch the night stealing away, Like an accused convict under cover. Sunlight peeks through the leaves. In the haz......Read the rest...

...the air of our quiet breathing the bower bounce on which to live outlasting all the blooms and bells of time sweet to inhale in fresh woods and on sunflower hills in an ever-changing dance com......Read the rest...

...i am on a stony peak inches from a ledge overhanging the sky below me rock ravens circle on warm thermals a tiny village has dug itself into a deeper world than eyesight can reach my co......Read the rest...

...** Watching Time ** From all analog to any Digitally shown markings Of humanity’s invented Way to watch over Light — passing or coming — Time… In less than a breath, So, so many ways......Read the rest...

...the light breeze cooled the morning sun daytrip Venice had begun vantage views from a vaporetto inch-by-inch the skyline began to grow St Marks cameinto view etched......Read the rest...

...— — — — — — A walk through the old town and a girl on the street near the stone bridge. Brown eyes with withered memory covered the crying soul, which wiped the sand of the past from the shoes......Read the rest...

...When Sara and I take our walk each day, We usually go the same old way. Today we decided to make a change, We decided to make our walk free range. We went to a park named Natural Springs. It h......Read the rest...

...Untold are the steps I would take, How many more will lead me to redemption? I only go through a door, I don’t know the mileage. Untold is the turbulent waters I'll wade through, Where do I me......Read the rest...

...I begin again on the same path I take every day, past the familiar fences, hedges and duck under the same sag of overhanging trees. Past the house with the sociopathic dog, the cottage st......Read the rest...

...In the village where I was born There was always lots of trees. Especially those in the church yard, Gently swaying in the slightest breeze. I suppose there must have been times When those branc......Read the rest...

...she filled her lungs with air and insanity, her heart grappling for mercy against her chest, growing weary from a dissociating tyrant, her mind running laps to every nerve synapse, fleeing from t......Read the rest...

...Shimmering shadows across the meadow trail Dancing in the afternoon sun, glancing fondly Toward the woodland coolness so invitingly, Beckoning me to stroll beneath the canopy Of overh......Read the rest...

...It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago, Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow. My vacant halls now are silent, and the flower garden is o......Read the rest...