Riverbeds Poems - Poems about Riverbeds

...RAINING IN SUMMER There are some for whom rain is a blessing After weeks of drought and dry riverbeds Those precious droplets of cool clear water Yet hardly enough to restore cracked earth But......Read the rest...

...Close up is when you see the cracks, the lines etched, scratched onto canvas. An oil painting that survived a fire. Close up is when you see the ash loosen, drift away in a breeze. Smoke. Som......Read the rest...

... brilliant wings, gentle coasting over riverbeds ~ silencing the sun graceful, gliding smiles lingering on the roses ~ reassuring peace Spring Flower, Bird or Bu......Read the rest...

...Canyons of loss emotional wastelands Spires of hope grasping for sky Riverbeds bake mountains are damming Feelings once deluged —barren and dry (Dreamsleep: June, 2022)......Read the rest...

...Cursive Consolations David J Walker Heartlessly pressing words into wine Our feet are blood red from the crushing Our heads flowing in faint rhymes Into dry riverbeds genially growing An o......Read the rest...

...An impartial day Upon lush yonder valleys, golden sun rays glow Reflected raindrops prism, forming a partial rainbow Just above my head, ......Read the rest...

...Spring’s fading flowers Worn down rocks on riverbeds Trees losing their leaves Is this growing old? Is this what it is to age? Not if you get there… Spring’s perennials The rivers water fl......Read the rest...

...Soundlessly ricochet to and fro hither and yon roundly bobbing within squarely donned talking heads of psycho killers, one pyromaniac burning down the crowded house sparking magnificent confla......Read the rest...

...The wailing horn cries out not for the kings of distant lands But for the children who have forgotten his music. Like the soft belly of a camel The warms sands of my home creep between the toes......Read the rest...

...Life clawing at Life… fragmented- Wounded universe Global heart bleeds Seeps into dry Riverbeds- Sleep......Read the rest...

...ROSES ON THE MOON Midnight tickles your turned-up toes, dawn scrapes your knees but your head is already in daylight kissing the setting sun and not me. The scent of musk and the north woods ......Read the rest...

...March 2011 spring is on the way The sea is Calm slight haze on the bay The sea is our life the fishing is good We depend on the ocean for our livelihood Rumble in the distance buildings begin to ......Read the rest...

...I go in search of an elusive Muse. Her flight has left my vessels cracked and dry. Shafts of moonlight bathing o’er savannah, radiates no mist of magic in my mind, where once we danced in......Read the rest...

...Flow with me along the rivers of common sense, eroding the riverbeds of tribalism and racism, revitalising the very essence of man's existence. Flow with me you ......Read the rest...

...As I lay watching the stars colliding Through the universe so pretty and vast Past and present enveloped are portrayed Colloquy within the rhythm of the… Of the gracious, likeable beating......Read the rest...