Short Stairway Poems
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stairway
to heaven bound
has step-wise tiers
strewn with slippery slides
snaking down to land head first ~
rung hamstrung
mist-moistened sunbeam,
gleaming stairway near nowhere,
up, down, to somewhere.
My husband is four foot seven
I stand at six foot eleven
everything is cool
he has a step stool
it’s called the Stairway to Heaven
do the right thing
it what new life bring
it love everywhere
how to get there
be kind
leave hate behind
live forever
that the
STAIR WAY TO HEAVEN
Sunlight's shining beams
A stairway to the Heavens
Lighting the shadows
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
*for Raul’s “Ascension” contest
PEAK
rose up
through dark sea
light created world
pyramid is stairway
pharaohs climb to join stars
"peak pivots earth to the divine"
offstage reflection
ideally astounding
simultaneously
brainwash outwards
censurable stairway
impracticable undress
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 14–20, 2026)
Why is everything is as it is?
Why not a black-n-white rainbow?
Why not a stairway to hell?
Why death, when living is worse?
Dark alleys in my heart lead to a dead end
I search on.
had no money
we had honey
had this feeling
got us both wheeling
couldn't afford a hotel bed
sex was in our head
so we fine a place
face to to face you can bet
IT WAS
STAIRWAY SEX
Heaven's what you make
of it, HERE --
right here on this Earth
July 17, 2019
Magicicada 13 Words to Live by
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
I'm descending from the stairway
Of my 'Past'.....
As I seem not to walk alone
Through the aisle of the 'Present'
'Future' seems to be an Altar of
Grace for eternity
17/7/2017
Trapped in the stairway
Heavy smoke filling my lungs
Screams piercing my ears
The tower is collapsing!
No time to say good-bye, no...
9/13/11
Received 6th place in "Remembering 9/11" contest
I have a tiny pony,
so small she lives indoors.
She scampers up the stairway
to sleep atop my bedspread.
I never can be lonely
for this wee horse adores
To be with me all day
To share my buttered cornbread.
every act of love
is like a little death to me...
each time a piece of me is lost
to become more attentive…
I feel bound to the heavy ground
yet free as a bird
just to take flight on the wings
of selfless Desire...
Rhinestones and; liquid diamonds
oozing down heavens stairway
in the form of an effervescent waterfall
enhancing Hawaiian jungle vegetation
in the most delightfully lively way
i watch in awe
enthused by God’s gift to me today
The Beauty of the sun
shining through the clouds
after the rain
shows the grace of a golden stairway
from the heavens
that leaves a breathtaking moment
on the rainy days
like in the clouds and mist of life
there are horizons.
Stairway to nothing
The refining way
Believed leading to liberation..
The frightening nothing
Ending the way and the
Seeker..revives separation's
Persistence..Leading to
More refinement..
A persistent story...
classic cran companion tunelessly twirlingly retiring
noiselessly in normalcy ,
lambertia on the glowing stairway
and whispering sunberry reflection
with prim parallel pass .
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 14–20, 2026)
I wander but some say I roam
Travelling myriad mazes
For home.
When pillared pathways
Lead to love cold
I ascend the stairway stars
That unfold
From my miring mind
Momentarily
Dwelling where clouds hold my slumber
And skies hold my dreams.
This candle burns slowly —and with the severity of courage
We pick our way with utter caution down the bombarded stairway
One thing is certain: we must flee from this scoffing pillage.
Aided by fluttering tallow, our vision is haunted by the airway.
I would catch a star
And name it after you
I would toss ur troubles
Into the deep blue sea
I would build a stairway
That leads me to heaven
I would walk on the moon
And take a leap for peace
I would sky write ur name
Across the entire sky
So high,
so distant,
is the sky...
So intimate,
so close...
Those who are
on the way to heaven,
following
the word of the lord,
without hesitation... !
The Stairway
The stairway is long and dark.
We climb one step at a time.
Trying to reach the light above.
Each step takes you closer.
But it's a trip.
You get to the top and reach the door.
Then you remember that you forgot the laundry basket on the floor.
escape
my egg shell world
discover a strand of approval and approve of what I, myself, do find
let me reach
up
to new heights
before my journey can begin I find your doubt break my stairway
and
my one diminutive desire
blocked
by your contempt.
Oblivious she lay
on her bed in soft hay
Ole Bessie snores the whole night away
While I twist and turn
as my heart and pulse churn
at explosions that rock my stairway
Perchance I awake
before next the ground shake
Let me please be a cow ~ I do pray