Short Strolling Poems
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earthly angels
strolling in the mortal realm
rubbing elbows
with rich and poor alike
inspiring hope within
@ Debra Squyres 2013
Strolling into Spring
Sweet, sauntering, serene
Sunkist sparrow sings
5/1/2023
Strolling around in
our dear Old Paradise Street
I nearly swooned, my
love, yet, though, rose up into
your deep blue empyrean.
Strolling down the memory lane,
Mirages do not seem so strange.
Trails of nostalgia stay engraved,
In the happiness I once embraced.
We were strolling through time's meadow just walking love's dog....
Then I found a log; threw it in my back pack when she roped his hog ?
Form:
Soon to be strolling
Under full moon with cocoa
Peaceful surrender
**anyone in the northern hemisphere...full moon
tonight...
There goes my baby
Strolling the long way home
Light of my life song
Shedding Sunday now
Kicking remnants down the slope
Waiting for Monday
Summer
Sunny, warm
Strolling, sunbathing, swimming
Ocean, breeze, wind, snow
Hiking, sledging, skiing
Bitter, cold
Winter
by Aspartameloaf
Bug-eyed lady ugly lady
Strolling slowly towards the sun
Bug-eyed lady cavern's lady
Child of hellhounds, friend to none.
There's a ripped, good looking guy...
gals, don't assume he's quite and shy!
Watch how he models:
he flexes his muscles...
winking at ladies strolling by!
Tis' world's
Occupation
With regards
To annihilation
Earth's collapsing
Disintegration
Strolling, generation
To generation
Pray thou
To chaste shalt return
this poem is a single line tanka
Unexpectedly strolling into a daydream filled with bright colors, still seeing you here not there alone beneath cold marble.
Beach
Serene, peaceful
Sunbathing, swimming, strolling
Pebbles, seaweed, seashells, driftwood
Surfing, walking, jogging
Beautiful, sunny
Seaside
As the wooden rake sliding through my sands of patience
my pattern orbiting rocks
rocks laid still
through time and again
strolling through my garden
with complete balance
gently touching hands
strolling barefoot by a stream
a timeless romance
And the grass won't pay no mind.
Written and performed by Neil Diamond.
9 / 2 / 2019.
On a Sunday in July
The meadow will sing of sage,
And laurel will rise purple
When I am strolling through the woodland.
written January 12, 2022
[a Lind30 7/7/7/9 poem
non-rhyming]
ignore the wet cookie of Cardi B
but frisk Dr. Seuss strolling down mulberry street
burning of books is beyond bad
a Nazi night of broken glass
it's a simple matter of freedom of Sneetch
Strolling
upon Autumn’s
crackling, gilded, leafage
becomes a fragrant sensual
saunter
Written Oct. 23, 2015 for “Autumn Stroll Cinquain Form - Poetry Contest”.
Golden Outbursts
Honeyed
Pathways shimmer
Matted Maple forests'
Flaking golden outbursts entice
Strolling
FIRST
October22, 2015
Contest: Autumn Stroll Cinquain Form
Sponsor: Eve Roper
I often saw them
hand in hand
strolling past my window
I often heard their laughter
through the walls in the night
I often think of them
side by side
in death as they were in life
Rest In Peace.
A couple is walking
In the bright moonlight
the stars shining bright
Holding hands strolling
Found a bench to rest
Suddenly the couple
In moonlight eve
Under the moonlight
of magic
Embrace in a kiss
Six men are strolling atop the levee
They whistle a tune, happy as can be
Recklessly one falls over,
Splashing into the water
I’m glad the unlucky one wasn’t me.
written November 27, 2021
I hike through my grandparents woods
strolling on leaf strewn paths
shaded by the overhang of oak branches
as they lose their color
leaves folding like petals
then fall like the rest
with just a hint of autumns breath
Walk with me , please.
So many things I must tell you.
Walk with me , please,
under stars, before this night flees.
Stories I'll tell, while the moon's new.
Strolling through the grasses wet dew,
walk with me, please.
We
are
strolling
by moonlight.
Soft silver shadows
glow on an inky blue ocean
I love how they sparkle and glisten like tiny stars
Pirouetting gracefully as prima ballerinas with the ocean as their stage