Rushing Poems - Poems about Rushing

The raspy rustling of freeze-dried multicolored leaves Rush past my raised windows and open door as the soft breeze Gathers its strength and sprays them haphazardly along The leaf cluttered sidewalk and shadowed lined street. Fall is rushing past me, Massaging my ears, Delighting my senses. Raising my awareness ...

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Towards His light I go like the winds when they rush to the shore soaring like the eagle higher than the stars here I am here I am, I offer you myself.., Towards His Love I go like the stars when they shine and glow ascending like the angels in the heaven's here I...

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I'm not rushing to meet my end, I'm being told that days are hard to predict and fate cannot be easily changed... to start again and make no mistakes to regret! Many battles are lost without firm conviction: who's that lucky that has a good plan? Trust in your abilities and overcome anything, a challenge is dealt with heroism, not fear! Show others...

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Soon Winter Clouds Rounded mounds piled Ever higher and thicker Heavy, hang deep gray low — Threatening snow — If not tonight, then tomorrow — Over all here, upon this gurgling, burbling Creek, which sparkles rushing Downhill From Hidden Waterfalls… The clear creek’s muddy...

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Listen to the wind, sighing gently – Intimate as the moan from an oak, Crackling, groaning, yet breathing light From the soul of summer… As it fades beneath autumn’s breath, Blowing wonders into the moments, Quiet dreams and soothing thoughts, Healing the mind – restoring the heart, Whispering joy through the dark – This is the risk of knowing a season, Like laughter and reason, Raining...

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Sometimes the rain never falls , drowning in the overflow that falls from above Speaking a word or two , something to do about love Why do you even care , about all there is that you couldn't even hear The world rushes madly on by, emerged so deeply in their own private made fear Oh dear One enormous mouth...

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*** SINGING MEMORIES *** “Many days you have lingered around my cabin door. Hard times, come again no more.” ** A memory came flying through to me this afternoon — a fine memory, not recently seen, Up from long ago, some fifty years past — the vision Came of a then oft-repeated scene from my college years (What seems another life’s...

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He often rushed Russia's famed vodka He had proudly named Bad Armoured Car, Mouths daring to find the like in bar Of the same strength and Field Marshall's Star. But on alertness was set for a fall, Quick to hear a call and kick a ball: A strictness rearing for sure collapse, Darting glances spotting the sure lapse In a once decided strong...

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Is this the end of all hope? I feel the ruin of man draw near, I must raise my sword, my family lifts it with me, my wife is there beside me, my children watch in silence. I must live through this day, for their sakes and mine, Fell deeds await. My humanity slips away, the soldiers fall around me, I hear naught but silence, an empty...

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Sitting peacefully, At the window watching the sun coming up in the early morning hours My elbows on the sill my face pressed against the glass pane window I had a bird's eye view. Of the misty layers of dew Frantically gathering and swirling and whirling Stirring up the grays, the greens, and speckles of blue in turbulent raging waves of rushing dew...

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Peace flows gently On the shores of a creek Softly speaking To emotions, healing Caressing the breath Serenity so soothing, Like a silent hope Poured out over a soul Blessed, sacred God’s whisper of joy Intimate like a dream Gasping through heartbreak Light reflecting faith His presence on the air Wonder beyond wishes, Magical and life saving – music In the form of gentle Trickles of cool, clear liquid Kissing the...

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He’s rushing out West…got the itch. and sluicing for gold…will be rich. Took tumble out gate, For such was man’s fate — Cold rush of the gold up his ditch. 1/12/2022...

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While Listening to Yo Yo Ma *** ,(Performing Bach’s “Unaccompanied Cello Suite 1 in G Major”) ————- ————————————————————— Metamorphosis — Spires — The blood swift through my heart becomes rivers — rushing, Currents to places not...

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In Joys' windy traverse Their day a-float Had just lost its moorings! And it's bearings! Hopeless you say; for help With need to call? Ventures this wild and free Dare who? Which sea?...

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Let’s all just be average, no rich and no poor Excuses our quotient, single digits the score Masquerading as fairness, our heritage veiled In lock step we march, voices mute—nothing hailed (The New Room: February, 2021)...

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