Tree Riding On Poems
These Tree Riding On poems are examples of Riding On poems about Tree. These are the best examples of Riding On Tree poems written by international poets.
Pale Words Riding the Revolution
“Pale Words Riding the Revolution”
it takes a woman
to bear the pain
of a world ripping
wide open, apart
a part,
the child
crowns crimson
marked forehead
cheeks and lips,...
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Categories:
riding on, horse, muse, symbolism,
Riding Sixties ShotgunI was in the shotgun seat
in 1960 Lansing Michigan
headed straight as a harddrive
through ghettoizing "Negra Section"
hunting down our commercial whitebread
heavenly ThriftyAcres
Wanna be a WalMart...
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Categories:
riding on, beauty, community, culture, extended
Red Riding Hood?
Little Red
had everyone convinced.
Of innocent
with the color blush
on her skin.
At cross roads
where the road ends,
there the foot prints
and paws meet.
Hanging on a branch
of a tree,
in...
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Categories:
riding on, dark,
Red Riding In the HoodThe woods hissed and sn*ggered but weren't without their charms
A ghostly silloette in the distance like a girl without her arms
A floating figure,...
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Categories:
riding on, change, surreal,
Red Riding HoodOne day, little Red Riding Hood’s mother told her to deliver a basket of food to her elder grandmother.
She told Red not to talk...
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Categories:
riding on, abuse, betrayal, child, childhood,
Riding Time's Political FlowWe might do well
to worry less
about including the grizzly bear population
in our DNA/RNA cooperatively encultured Golden Rule,
after all,
we already would kill and eat them,
if hungry...
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Categories:
riding on, beauty, culture, nature, philosophy,
Riding Through the NightAbove the clouds, beyond the tree she stays.
Remaining thus, the moon is chaste for now,
Allowing not her well-worn face to show
The many scars belying better...
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Categories:
riding on, age, depression, health,
Little Red Riding Hood's Final StrollTwas the darkest of nights in the prarie woodland
Little Red Riding Hood walked the raven strand
A steamy fog cut through the bleary bog
The rancid odor...
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Categories:
riding on, adventure, fantasyred, red,
Riding Down the Bridle's PathThe forest's hill is high,
not rocky,infertile or steep;
colorful and fragrant flowers
adorn its grassy slopes without gleam,
breathing among the fallen trees
as the ravens scrutinize and...
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Categories:
riding on, adventure, imagination, inspirational, nature,