Summits Poems - Poems about Summits

...Hail needles the skin. Wind cracks the spine. The mountain holds, breath seizes on the tongue. Snow knives the summits. Cracked hands fumble dry stone, paper-thin air slices, bald eagles til......

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...Hail nails the skin. Wind stabs the spine, the mountain stretches, breath freezes the tongue, Snow visible on the summits High-altitude crumbling cracked hands claw at dry stone, Paper thin......

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...Shepherds of echo sirens that call Masters of legend trapped in the Fall Moonlight on ice fields whispering still Voices stay buried destiny’s will Sunlight awakens mountains......

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... When the existential magic disappears And life holds nothing more than my terrestrial tears and frivolous fears When feeding my mind is no longer empirical Or essential, as human hunger suffic......

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...Dear Music You search for me And stretch my soul To explore mountain summits never imagined You touch my wounds And navigate the pain To discover a sacred space of peace and healing You ki......

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...They called him a child of the sky, a storm-born spark, a rising sun His steps were light, his hands were quick, he climbed before he learned to run The world below had sung his name, its voic......

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...Dreamlike, dreamlike white mountains! Wrapped in shawls of pure white snow, Hearing your name again and again, it’s etched in our minds, Speaking of you repeatedly, you've been preserved in our he......

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... Silence, listening for the echo of a thought, Blessed by the soothing, gentle flakes, Breaking through the darkness, skies delighted By the music, song of joy, falling quietly, Hope in ha......

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... Space me out, spread and stretch my wings Graft me onto the aerial view to be snapped open feathered eyes to elongate, excavate skies to subterranean, conclave indecision, restless waiting ......

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...In the labyrinth of time, where shadows dance on walls of mist, An invisible web is woven, finer than the silk thread of destiny, And Russia, a slumbering bear in the taiga of unspoken dreams, beco......

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...I wanted to find myself, so I got lost in the woods, Turns out life’s easier without all the shoulds. The rhythm of steps was a meditation Twelve hours a day in God’s lovely creation. Even ......

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...Those sad violin tunes play for me, from the depths of heart The moment when love failed me The moment I became a toy, the moment I became a sick doll Set to be used at will and dis......

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... Riding Wild Unto The Sun like a Night Light with the Sword of Swords for the Last Knight, Full Speed Into Valleys of Chivalry Golden Helmet and Shield, here comes the Holy Cavalier Troddin......

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...Three sister winds, Ephemeral progeny, Spawned by the sun's relentless But passionless heat, And the earth's inexorable Grinding rotation: Sirocco dances across the vast emptiness of the......

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... I am a river, and my heart, an ever-changing stream, Ripples clean me part by part, and so joy reigns in me supreme. As a redwood firmly stands, through seasons of change, so slow......

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