Paddled Poems - Poems about Paddled

... Are my thoughts too loud, Does the breeze of my breath graze your skin in the heat of summer? And my hands cling too tightly that your palms sweat, And you count the seconds until I notice? D......

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...Ghost, River, Shiver, Gaze, Wicked, Cold Someone stood by the river, I was glad I wasn’t going to be the only one, I was to come with my grandfather, But he had been unwell. I greeted the ......

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...Shivering shimmers of scars passed out of my scarlet, scarred past. My ginger demons engulfed the fermented pain as I watched my regal orchid—the fussiest, sacred damsel who jitterbugs as an exiled s......

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... Today in North Bay, Ontario we decided to to slow down…to sit around… uncontested to take it easy and pace ourselves…as our friend Chandra has suggested We wonder if she was reminding us to pau......

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... Over the wide stretch of water flowing along, In a small boat the lovers made their way. Before them the river hurtled headlong. Leaving behind the sullen shores, all their cares, ......

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...Running with Rex I rowed a boat into a lake, to clear my head from feelling addled. I forgot my big brown dog Rex, but after me he paddled. A loyal shadow in the water, but my eyes just looked a......

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...This scribble has nothing to do with the famous song of Simon and Garfunkel. It's just a story I invented. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I bought a cottage in the middle......

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...Raisin gave the globe a tap to make it slowly spin “Rum,” she said, “it’s quite a big wide world we’re living in.” Rum looked up from lapping milk and wiped some from his face, “Use your nose to s......

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...Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor? Ah... methinks legal tender could be a boon to help me bolster mein kampf with necessary material equipage, which prospect to acquire......

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...some poems ask to be naked they have no use at all for punctuation not even for an en dash an em dash nor hyphen they play with a flowing grammar that must be read like water or paddled th......

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...Quote: You are not responsible for the blindfolders on others child, but you will be held accountable for the many times you failed to show them sight, through your own wisdom and expe......

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...Have you ever climbed a tree? Paddled rapids? Tamed a flea? Have you touched a chimpanzee? At one, I’ve been successful. Have you dived into a lake? Baked a cake or held a snake? Have you use......

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...It was back about 1803, there stood a small cabin near to the sea, where a widow lived by the name of Joanne, who could not grieve for the death of her man, since six years back he’d vanished com......

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...It happens mostly out of sight, under cover of the world, life ebbing away or is seized by a claw or fang, suffering in corners, enduring what fate cruelly inflicts. Each night, millions die,......

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...By the shore, with effortless strokes, he paddled. On the bank, a pasture with holstein cattle - Sitting there, up high on the wooden seat, he lazily dabbled. Softly crept the coyote, p......

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