Short Ridges Poems

Mountaintop high
Blue ridges, on an ever sloping 
Run downward...

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Dotted
I's
form
furious
earthy
ridges
etched...
nailed-
triumphant!...

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though splendid in view

ridges of Grand Canyon fall---

humbly immortal...

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Lapping river, flow
Over rocks and random ridges.
Drift-wood floating free....

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ridges on my lips 
left from imprints of your voice
lingering like wax...

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His anger plows my heart
but does not plant any seeds
weeds of anger he grafts
on the ridges and valleys
of  work I can do so well...

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Walk along the ridges, 
Pay for your pretty bridges, 
Subsist in subsistence
Regard me without difference
I am a stow-away forgetfulness...

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The brown of the earth
caked on my hand
filling ridges too
where tools had rested
all morning
waiting forever
for the lunch whistle...

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It takes a snake’s forked tongue to kiss and tell
My Blue Ridges turned a Bitter Eden 
Of all I’ve known Love is a Laurel Hell
The lowest limb’s fruit all bruised and beaten...

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Unto ones self winters never bore
Summers never die and wants are never achieved
Tis not the highest peak nor darkest valley that emplore
But the shallows and ridges near shore...

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A bird flew beyond the ridges,
In search of prey beneath the bridges.
'Hello', the dolphin greeted her,
But she ignored cos of her task.
She'd returned now with no riches!
c.2017...

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starboard saints
rowing ridges over
trembling tides, we're 
brewing boulders topped with
wintery whitecaps
sinking slowly, we whisper
defeated dirges to the
abyssal plains

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Duty
Lay by you
Stars call merry
Wander along ridges
Sunday

Heart-felt
Peace n joy
Morning dews
Know it end at sunset
Encore

Prasenjit Banerjee
Contest: Cinqku poem
11.11.2014...

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Michel-Grabriel Paccard and Jacques Balmat
ascended the dangerous ridges of Mont Blanc...
without ice axes and their firm determination,
to achieve the impossible, nurtured their immense ambition....

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hippocambal curve undressed
sea monsters purge here
 spatial navigation re-
lease of the short te-
rm remembrance 
rased
firing bursts of potentials
acting on running ridges
retrograde amnesia...

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B-ridges
E-xpress
R-oad's
N-ice
I-nterconnecting
E-ffective

T-ool
O-pening
R-ighteous
R-elation's
E-xact
S-olidity

Topic: Birthday of Bro. Bernie Torres (September 27) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Hard-working, calloused hands 
firmly imprint ridges upon my back.
Your sandpaper face, like a fine file, 
smooths against my neck gently.
Like your rugged bristle terrain, 
my arm hairs stand erect.


11-7-19...

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We raise up to the place,
We’re reaching the time,
On the place, when the dream wakes up
In the moment,where the reality will fall asleep
In a dark shadow, a cradle,
blinds the ridges
With bright cloud,? cover
darkens the lake....

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Stones inadvertently resemble pain
sharp when raw
freshly torn from rock.

Witnesses of time, they fill with voices
the ridges round off,
become children's cheeks.

Afterwards 
they shrink,
stone egg cells
in an eternity of ideas....

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An onyx ink impression
spirals in unique form,
from the dizzying loops
etched in soft flesh--

where furrows weave
like trenches in the earth,
dotting the surface 
with ridges and islands
that protrude in 
evidential patterns....

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There is no cover.
There is no shield.
You will wander all your life
With a vacant memory
Of times forbidden, and times beloved,
As you dance along the ridges,
Like a softening cloud,
Until you yourself dissipate
Into the air of it all....

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Alexandre, the young alpinist from a southern France,
attaches crampons to his tough climber's booths,
to ascend the dangerous ridges of Mount Rose,
and with the same ice axe, he climbed Mount Everett!


Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci...

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Early morning shadows like mists
Creep across the lower ridges
Settle down into the hollows
Like the pervasive poverty
Of the hill country.
By noon the mists have lifted
The shadows receded
But poverty remains.

written September 8, 2021...

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Jutting far beyond date palms and dunes,
East of somewhere and west of nowhere,
Bound by rocks along sparse vegetations,
Endless rows of towering tors and ridges,
Lonely backdrop against cloudless skies,
Silent sentries amidst desolate wasteland....

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Evening surrenduring,
I am at-once bird and man.
I cannot see the sky, 
Because I am the sky.
The warmth of simple bounty
Rolls through me in waves.
Leave your scarring ridges
To be remembered in the ebbs,
You, now, as my old friends laughter....

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