Short Reach The Sky Poems
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far in the distance
under the moon ..hear my call
in the darkness i
reach the sky ..and stand up tall
prancing horse .. full of joy
Do you ever wish you could fly
Skyward with wings that reach the sky
Like Peter Pan
Like Superman
Passion of my youth engrained was I
Soft, serene showers,
unbound saplings reach the sky—
yet, does the rain care?
Second Place in "1424 HAIKU" contest by Brian Strand.
He put his ribs on the grill
Trying to show off his cooking skill
But the flames were too high
Twas trying to reach the sky
But smoky knocked his grill down the hill
The sky falls
Piece by piece, tumbling,
Crashing, silently.
I pick up one piece,
Then another, and
Try to put them back.
Finally I stop, you see,
I'm not tall enough
To reach the sky.
Mule kicked and bucked so high, its
hind legs seemed to reach the sky...
Suffering from many a thing, but vowed
to suffer war no more,
Soldiers differing with the stubborn
beast, learned to sit in peace...
For my soul will reach the sky...
when my eyes have touched the ground...
I walk on...
kissing the air...
singing threw my ears...
and rattle the hell out if it's core...
for I live 4ever more....
Let them think you're not worth it.
Let them think you're not enough.
But know this:
Mediocrity isn't for me.
I dream,
I try,
I speak,
I fly.
My spirit will not run dry
For I am blessed to reach the sky.
Song of The Palm Tree
The palm tree at the beach
Blossoms by enjoying the water
Supplied by the sea
Its wing - like fronds dances
To the rhythm of music
Played by the breeze
While it hopes to reach the sky
one, two, and three swings
higher, higher reach the sky
blossoms worn away
Teenage dreams of love and romance my life I had just begun
When sweet peace holds my breast, Jessie three, James two, and Mason one.
2/28/2019
Fifty years ago on the moon went Man
T'was a trip that had long before begun
When he dreamed flying up high
To soar wished and reach the sky
Now planets wants to conquer if he can!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 July 2019
A quiet spot to sit, it seemed
Upon a boulder, way up high
Enough above the world below
Yet, unable to reach the sky
On this day, the sun was mine
A cloud winked a friendly fawn
'Serenity,' I named the stone
And fell asleep past the dawn
Form:
I am gone
A whisper of a song
Long past
Went too fast
Lyrics chill to the bone
And turn to stone
Try to fly
Never reach the sky
Shake it off, try once more
What for?
Too late to fly
Forgot to say goodbye
I am gone
A whisper of a song
go cast some spells,
ride a broom,
eat someone's guts,
and don't give a ,
life is short,
days are numbered,
matematic we are all dead,
practic, we still breath,
more y days will come,
so what!
lets make a pile,
i wonder,
how many do we need,
to reach the sky?
Some say that God’s kingdom is in the sky, or in the sea
The birds would reach the sky before you, the small fish would have found it
The kingdom is in us and outside us, we’re children of its king
A poem based on a translation of the Gospel of Thomas (the language of the work being Coptic).
The towering tide in the sea
should not awe you by its height
This is mere effervescence
Rising and falling wearily
On the bosom of the foaming Sea.
The momentary peak of strength that it attains
By jumping out of its mass to reach the sky
Is as vainglorious and transitory As the Ego of his ‘I’.
I could smell the sunlight
Fragrantly falling
Like a morning perfume
Over winter’s skin
Sinking into the pores of the earth
As it sped along its way
I watched as the trees
Lifted their noses into the air
And waved their arms about
Endlessly trying to reach the sky
As if to say
Good morning
I could smell the sunlight
Fragrantly falling
Like a morning perfume
Over winter’s skin
Sinking into the pores of the earth
As it sped along its way
I watched as the trees
Lifted their noses into the air
And waved their arms about
Endlessly trying to reach the sky
As if to say
Good morning
Hello Mr Rainbow, today
You’re so pretty up high
But why is it you only play
When rain is in the sky
I’ve got my best umbrella
The one that keeps me dry
You see I am a little fella
So cannot reach the sky
I’m waiting for the rain to go
So I can find your end
So wait there Mr Rainbow
I will be your friend
I am a bubble.
People see through me.
And yet, there are still few who see wonders
in my almost invisible rainbow-like colours.
With their slightest attentions and most timid smiles,
I am appreciated.
I am a bubble.
With the air I move and dance,
Carefree and unmindful while I soar.
As I reach the sky, I fade.
Only to join the wind once more.
R-ise and reach the sky,
E-ven though the clouds are gray;
N-o reason to worry about,
E-arly thirty-first of May.
U-se your wings and glide,
B-eginning to soar up high;
A-gainst the rugged wind,
L-et them both bravely fly.
D-espite the broken wings that truly make you cry;
O-perate and spread them both, rise and reach the sky.
A brave girl goes ahead and fights for her right
She sees herself as a falling star and tries to reach the sky
Success is found by only the few but she dares to chew iron beans
She may be a dancer and she may wear jeans
Who are we to judge her and create scenes?
Are we Gabriel or are we God?
Dark distant clouds well above in action
Escape from my sight like a true fiction
A large ocean below is indeed an inspiration
To solve the mystery of the mighty illusion
A dream of success is now within my realms
Singing a poem with all the rhymes
To fathom greatness of the sky and the ocean
Fly to reach the sky Swim deep in the sea
Form:
We beat our drums to the sound of the bell
But we can not copy the sound
So we'll dance, and sing in celebration
For peace has finally come
With the fog cleared up
We can see the truth
Together we wait
For the islands' singing voice to sing again
When the bell tolls
The story will repeat again
Over and over again
As we sing till our voices reach the sky
The tree still stands,
Dead,
Leaves gone,
Bark cracked and peeling.
But, closer I look,
And new growth has emerged.
The tree still struggles,
To live,
New leaves emerging,
Growth where it is dead.
Why does it try,
To continue on with life?
Its roots are strong,
Keeping it alive,
Giving it hope,
To reach the sky once more
Am I the tree,
My roots keeping me strong?