Precipice Poems - Poems about Precipice

YEARNING

YEARNING
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Upon the cliffs she stands,
whispers of salt and time
curling around her. 

Below, the sea murmurs,
the burdens of yesterday
swept away by foamy tides. 

The gulls cry out, a chorus of freedom.
She stretches her arms wide,
inviting the winds of change.

Here upon the edge, she continues standing
a seeker in the twilight,
yearning for answers within.

Upon this precipice, she surrenders
becoming

On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour

The clock at tick-tock - appears a flower
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Green eyes scan the darkest blue; and brown eyes,
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Fuzzy figures all about the dusk-ing
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Brown spots on leaves; and Autumn wrinkled skin,
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Fateful showers begin with

precipice

he would not avoid the void any longer
like a cliff hanger he dangled at the abys
abysmal emotions told him to leap yet
for action he searched for a jump lead
when silent retreat bonded with Self
nothingness created a vacancy for life

Upon the precipice of an abyss

Upon the precipice of an abyss

I stand able, eager, & ready to jump
impossible mission to swallow lump
muscles primed analogous to pump
prayer for soft landing on mine rump
bereft this johnny come lately trump
petting and donning shock absorber
outsmarts demonic imp with whomp

into the arms of an angel I land safe
& sound given another lease on life
in my

Too Close to the Edge of the Precipice

"I'm going down to the river gonna take me my rocking chair
Going down to the river gonna take me my rocking chair
And if those blues don't leave me
Gonna rock on away from here" by George Harrison...My father-in-law used to say this a lot but it was from an old Blues song probably more of a

Man on the Precipice of Eternity

In seventy-eight, my steel-stallion, KZ1000, 
   pride, wind in my hair.
Its Sissy Bar, firm tether, bag secured, 
   my wanderlust's prayer.

Where sun, snow, wind sculpt my journey's theme 
   my odyssey untamed, my spirit free.
No car to claim, just two wheels flight 
   a bond profound, betwixt

Children's Poems III

Children's Poems III

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



Success
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

We need our children to keep us humble
between toast and marmalade;

there is no time for a ticker-tape parade
before bed, no award, no bright statuette

to be delivered for mending skinned knees,
no wild

Precipice

Standing on the precipice of fear and awe,
We are creatures in wonder and uncertainty.
We make all our heavens and hells.
This edge of possibility, where we search
uncharted interstellar dimensions,
the wormholes and blackholes 
beyond our comprehension.

Intelligent maker of such things,
If it is evident anywhere,
then, we are surely too small to know.
Does it drift through space like 
an

Precipice

"Pleasure is the carrot dangled
To lead the ass to market or the precipice"
And when it is astutely angled
It will its objective  more than suffice
How many have fallen for such a reward
To find themselves embedded in ice
While hoping for a lustful concord
There comes no greater fall in a trice
When tangled in such a  honeyed

PRECIPICE

     PRECIPICE


      Precipice tempts to trek
      Particularly me,
      Partaking as trekker.
      Peak of hill with sharp edge.
      Peculiar structure.
      Piercing firmament.

Precipice

Who do I sing to when words fall on deaf ears?
I hear a stampede in the distance, calling my name
Do I not remember crimes foregone?
I am nauseated by clueless guilt and shame

When will it come time for me to stop running? 
I need not the precipice to heed my escape
How have I not yet learned

Precipice

Please step away from the cliff edge 
Really, we need to talk, come sit by me
Eric, we‘ve been through difficult times, but
Can’t you see, jumping won’t solve anything
I‘ll admit, I’ve been at rock bottom myself
Perhaps that’s why I came up here today
I considered ending it all, but then I saw you
Come and hug me son,

Precipice

Steep, sharp, split, and, as an abandoned architecture, weak
How I managed to get to its top, I truly don't know.
Fear, frustration, angst, awe, and helplessness were at their peak.
Over the sea beneath the cliffs, worn-out yachts slowly row.

On whom should I put my faith at this hour of nullity?
What a fool am I who could

Precipice

Rumi Quote "Doubt is a precipice on the way to God. Blessed is he who is freed from its bonds."
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Walking toward the edge, facing a gray sky,
Paradise magnificence is dazzling below.
Goals are shrouded amid dense, rimy snow,
Amid scarlet stones, serenading scary lullaby.

Mountain summits

Upon This Precipice of Change

upon this precipice of change
where all must succumb
hues of brown to orange to yellow
where limbs become bare
shadows dance in skeletons
once bodies in fullness stood
the air no longer needs temperament cooling
a cold wind dances in, destiny unafraid
and only the most hardy of those with wings
sing in the early morning stillness
feast at feeders, grow fewer in numbers
it

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