The Hill Poems - Poems about The Hill

... I walk up the shady street of my memory, up a big hill where I rode my bike down; right to the end of our quiet dappled street, and into a lush green park full of bird songs; wher......Read the rest...

... Supine, looking at the sky I’m on a hill, where daisies with the breeze are dancing. I see birds and wish to fly - to soar with them with joy and great ease. Supine, with my heart......Read the rest...

... Light of life is felt and all the rest many tests touch the good better best to feel the warmth inside the touch with the hands lifted rising up lifting up looking up above the hill for the help ey......Read the rest...

...Jack sits in the wheelchair in the grass a rebel nerd, he thinks of the time when he cycled up Teton Pass by a stream through walls of pine Obsessed, this viewpoint vampire his memory full of ......Read the rest...

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...em>Dangers plague this shambolic world in which we live where many seek vengeance and are not apt to forgive. It's a never-ending cycle of accuse, battle, and defeat at any cost, walking on a knif......Read the rest...

... Holidaying in the Dominican for a week Will sure do wonders for my psyche Appreciating what we have and a whole lot more Aside from the absolutely gorgeous All-inclusive resort we'll ......Read the rest...

... On the bony shoreline Where the tributary binds In between the narrows I found my lady of mine She fell from the shadows From the depths to the shallows She fell like silver and dimes L......Read the rest...

...If I should exchange my soul, would you be with me before I grow old? If I should exchange my soul would you accompany me to Mount Fuji to see the ecstatic talked about scenery? If I should exchan......Read the rest...

... It all came crashing down around us Someone had to fire the first shot He wasn’t happy You killed him, that’s all wrong The first shot is always a warning, it’s war etiquette So strange, mothe......Read the rest...

... “When there’s Summer rain, have no regrets. It isn’t raining rain, it’s raining violets. When you see clouds upon the hill, You really see crowds of daffodils” – B.G.DeSilva Tiny droplets......Read the rest...

...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late. Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin......Read the rest...

...Touching on the silver glow. When you touch it, You'll know it. It's designed to keep You running back. This Spiritual snack. Keeping you open for attack, As you sink back into the World, ask......Read the rest...

...He stood at the foot of the hill and gazed at her watching from her window sill with the night light shining in her face and particles of hope running all over the place. Her bulging eyes circle the ......Read the rest...

...Jack Allen was a serious, shy schoolboy, who worked hard at school lessons; Like mottled skies working hard each day, to convey many color obsessions. Jack was a little small for his age,......Read the rest...