Timberline Poems - Poems about Timberline

... I like the accidental, incidental way- the mist kisses and lifts from the timberline, like angelic lung that breathes it all in, drifts to the next flowering, a honey bee in a land o......

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... Aided by the wind, entities take flight like prismatic colors- talismanning chanced direction "of watering misfit eye", looking for a new place to touchdown and......

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... Have you been Hiking the Quiraing trail on the isle of Skye? watching golden eagles as they fly by? Have you been Hiking through fields of paintbrush on Mount Hood? From Trillium Lake to Timb......

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...Hold the phone, hold the freakin’ phone. Lisa’s got a boyfriend! I’ve never seen Lisa with a boyfriend. Lisa draws men like fireworks on a dark night, but I’ve never seen her keep one. I mean, it’s ......

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...My losing struggle with not so easy "chair" buoyed me aloft beyond outer limits of the twilight zone where dark shadows lurked along green acres creating hee haw sounds. Aforementioned adve......

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...The snow comes on the rumblings of mistakes As alien nature not named but numbing all the same Comes crashing, colliding by accident in atmospheres In fear, chrystals of silence remind us of the ......

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...County Down winter falls hard buried in snow Bone chilling ice buries the soul that had a heart Sliced in two twice removed from love from life From the equation to a distance in a kiss Mistaken ......

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...Some friends we met a year ago On an Italian tour Said, "Visit us in Oregon - We'd love to see you more." It took a year but here we are And what a day they planned! We drove 200 miles, viewi......

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...Wilderness! My God at the wilderness Always I have been here, but never this alone Never without some means of transport -yet so I am What choice to make, what direction for survival As if I've n......

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...MIND AND MOUNTAIN Life A climbing process A gradual, grand ascent to view? Mind can inveigle such To go where all manner wild affecting grows Foothills of some towering height Mind can spi......

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...A Pikes Peak Winter Night The mountain peak at sunset time Gives off a crimson glow And high above the timberline There lies eight feet of snow I watch the sun drop out of sight And stars glo......

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...ON BARR TRAIL the going is steep – twenty-five percent grade – twelve miles to the top legs tire already we plan to go half way up to where the trees stop from there only rock and no beauty in the......

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...Moonlight glistened like stars on the snowy mountain lane Ascending to a mesa above the timberline Horses from the valley ranch often grazed with free rein More than once fillies had climbed......

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...From Canada to California back up in the trees, There’s a legendary creature no one ever really sees, He’s a snow-man and an ape-man, and a monster and a myth, But he’s no one that a man would eve......

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...Deer linger in the bitterbrush Below the gambel oak— The brittle fern shows no concern For killdeer or cowpoke. The miner’s candle lights our way Now lost in limber pine— The water birch does......

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