Short Walkways Poems

Bridges

Bridges Across Sky
Walkways to heaven from earth
Designed only by God...

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Reflections of light
On stone walkways within town
On October nights

Russell Sivey...

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Her warm-eyed glow, how the more
Inviting, love-starved, dined on.
Romantic night cafe's.
From where my own, streets apart
And yearly distant, mists up.
Lights, lamped, lone walkways....

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a zee
bra yuppie
crossing x-tends
desired walkways
enhancing valued
futures underlying
gainfully tried
honorable sacrifices
involving resources
jockied quickly
knowing people
leach ones
money nicely


stan sand...

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Chromatic echoes across the walkways;
lamplight casts its hues amid the leaves
revealing the laughter of its spectrum.
Walking together amid the cooling raindrops,
ecstatic vibrance lifts the spirit;
showering respite.
...

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obviously 
cosmopolitan,
our new neighbors

sparkle 
in their fashion,
frills, tones and bones,

and their 
shampooed dogs,
vain about their pedigree,

deface our
freshly-painted walls,
foul our fragrant  walkways,

loiter 
around , litter our alleys, 
with cosmopolite impunity....

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These walkways cutting deep through lush fields under a gloomy sky,
Oh, I fear would lead me down a path to this Melancholy Moon,
So I'll wait till the rise of a new sun to show me the way!



~Contest: Sijo
~Sponsor: William Kekaula

"Glorious Sijo Fields" contest by Andrea Dietrich....

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Beware of walkways that are not clear. 
Pedestrians must be warned of danger here. 
When the snow has frozen into ice, 
jagged and distorted, the paths are not nice. 
If energy and courtesy can be found, 
shovel the snow away for neighbors all around.

inspired by another member's poem
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Haiku Three Verse Poem©
 
Avalon Hurricane Snowstorm 

Twas nice to see folks
Of St. John’s, Mount Pearl, surrounds
Turn a hurricane 
Snowstorm into a 
Snow clearing activity
For everybody.

Shutins, fire hydrants,
Vehicles, drive and walkways
Were all cleared with cheer.  

W.C.Hull © 2020-H1059-2170-I45-K45-3-L45-14...

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Autumn fire






Veils of orange and red 
camouflage in season,
Quenched intense heat
in chills set to quiver,
yellow leaves turn crisp,
swing and dive,
Aroma of Liberty
taking them to roads,
Rugs on walkways,
splendid arras,
Embers set ablaze,
embrace the Autumn fire !





Written Oct 26th, 2016
Sponsor- Mystic rose...

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acorns and leaves
make up his mind too
as foliage entwines ours
like bridges, 
like walkways, 
camouflaged in an
every-day of solitude; 
these berries may not last; 
his thought runs deeper
- deities of the core, 
the spirits would say -
to old log fires 
by weathered stone, 
you, his old flame, share
but only when you think 
we're thirsty, that is...

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A meadow of roses...awash in colors, from pale pink to deepest crimson,
          lavender, pale yellow tinged in pink, to coral, silver and bronze.
With brick walkways that capture dappled sunlight, and are rinsed with rain.
          Perfumed air of roses, in morning's mist, casting a spell of enchantment.

May 1, 2023
for "Rose Meadow Poetry Contest"
by Julia Ward...

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God is like the days of spring,
Blossoming like a beautiful red rose,
Friends stopping by to say hello,
The sunshine fills us with warmth and happiness,
Trees stand tall and blossom slowly,
The buds can be seen,
The walkways could be seen filled with god's friends,
The air smells fresh and clean,
Tulips and forget-me-nots bloom,
The spring walk a pleasure to hold.


author : Gwen von Erlach Schutz...

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Dreamy days of summer, violet petals on the wind,
Apple green forest music, too bad it will soon end,
Petals cover wild walkways, summer's just leaving,
Trees are weeping beauty, summer is just grieving.

Tangelo sun is arising, full of destiny and purpose,
Like fading seasons, always managing to resurface.
Sunlit carpet of petals, late in a pretty garden year,
Like puffy clouds, always going, until others appear....

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for gary moore...

...ain't nothing but the blues

talkin' sweltering licks

screaming through flaming hues

reaching deep, deep into that wandering soul

of devilish chords on those walkways of paris

strutting and strumming, never taking a mere stroll

so though your time here and now may be up 

and though your moments here and now may be through

forgive me for borrowing your words again

cos' we still got the blues for you......

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Rumbling and tumbling in the kitchen
Dishes cups and a chalice, swishing 
Adding some wine  
The dog’s whitening muzzle greedy munching away
The horses chomping oats and grasses
Plopping rain drops, soggy walkways 
The home built as protection
A fence and doorway a sofa
A rainy rainy night as rocks form a river
A castle braced and built for the mind
Mother nature fights for dominion 
My small home and I fight to just abide...

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Snow as gentle as cotton growing in a field

New and freshly fallen snow

Optically exquisite and clean

Wise as the snowy owl

Flakes of white, six points to a snowflake

Loved and liked by humanity, on a scenic winter day

A sunny day melts the snowflakes

Kind views like a winter postcard

Every pedestrian careful on the walkways

Scenic and serene, God's friendship personified


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz...

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The days of autumn approach,

I walk through God's kingdom,

The towering trees reaching towards the sky,

A maple leaf tree touched by God's rainbow,

Leaves red, yellow and green covering the walkways,

I walk to the lake calm and reflective,

Ducks swimming about, 

The sky is blue with a few clouds,

Radiant rays of the sun shinning,

The walk is long and very much appreciated.


Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz...

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The moon was full
  a bright yellow orange chandelier
  lighting the walkways through the garden.
It rose slow along the eastern horizon
  hours after the sun had set
  as it shadowed the brilliant light.
Midnight found it on the cusp
  as if noonday had reemerged
  and all the world stood quiet in awe.
For a moment
  brief as it was
  not a sound protruded.
Quick as it rose higher
  cloud cover moved in
  and it was gone....

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upon cold winter
wild winds roar through soaked forest ~
with no leaves to burst

night shrouded in mist
knitted within the thick cloud ~
fire beetles in string

glow of wet candle
flaunt nearby wooded walkways ~
sequel's sights dazzling

Written: September 18, 2022

A Haiku Collection of Three - Nature Themed Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin

checked by:https://www.howmanysyllables.com/...

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