Trails Poems

IN STARDUST TRAILS

IN STARDUST TRAILS
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fiery tear across celestial sails
whispers your name in stardust trails

Hiku- Through the Trails

trail through woven trees,
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Trails

The tails we tell ourselves To make ourselves feel warmth. restart with goodnight then we've changed. We believe the lies we tell ourselves Need those tails to tell ourselves hugs. Kisses jumps before you sleep. All emotional thrills the truth we never seek.

The truth is cold sharp and it kills even if the truth is

Tells and Trails of War

All the calamities are meant to
quiet noisy minds asking too
many questions
The signs of angst & friction
is an attempt to rub us
the wrong way quelling
what our minds have to say
In these days of endings
& beginnings
the way forward appears
to be shrouded
in confusion
In a blink of an eye ghosts
of the past return with
masks in tow as if
they fell

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Timeless Trails

Across the endless march of days
Nature showing what will be
Best laid plans that come out sideways
What you get is what you see
Timeless trails turn into highways
Searching for a better me

The Gift of Trails

A cosmic jolt, a sudden shift,
A" Jesus' moment." I'm not a convert.
The world feels strange, reality askew, 
Is this the Matrix, or just me and you?

A virus strikes, a hidden truth unfolds,
A cancer whispers, a story yet untold.
An accident's embrace, a helping hand,
This leads to a heart's reveal, a life's grandstand,

From chaos born, a strange

The Trails of Sanity

The Trails of Sanity

Why do I care if the disturber carries on
Why is it I cannot just wait it out, bide my time
Be more mindful, try and bond
Embrace what I don’t understand
Welcome the scorching taste in my mouth
I wait, I watch, and watch and wait
what seems a millennium
The afterglow of embers still burn
Just sit tight…
The

Trails of Freedom

In a place where letters don’t find a way, 
My home is trails where spirits sway. 
I wander freely, night and day, 
In endless woods, I choose to stay.
My mailbox stands in an urban town, 
But my home is where the leaves turn brown. 
Through forests deep and mountains high, 
Underneath the vast, open sky.
With

My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails

My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails,
Silently slip over the gleaming tiles of an urban temple,
Where hipsters sip artisanal nectar on lazy Tuesday afternoons,
Under the impassive gaze of a Bucharest wrapped in its own chimera.
I sit among blurred shadows, searching in the eyes of cultivated youth,
With my soul still clinging to the

Trails of a Chardonnay Night

Predator       OR
prey one OR the
bettOR  gamble.

The winner   BE 
awhile FREE for
now SEE a day.

Be sooner     THAN
later       MANaged
but ENDs up dead.
 
Predator  PLEASED
fricaSSEES    taste
sauCY   with wine.

Trails through Life

Last song is sung
As day is done
Not one has lost
Nobody's won

Moonlight moves off
Awaiting morn
One has now passed
One's to be born

Been no farewells
For those that leave
They take with them
Hearts on their sleeves

Time does not wait
Nor does it heal
For there's no dream
Life will reveal

Poison rides trails
Paved with false gold
Young minds on fire
Suffer through cold

Best you can do
Is

Scenic trails

wildlife at it's finest
exploring hidden nature 
viewing mountain tops

Nature's Hidden Trails

I like trekking through the woods in the Fall;
it's a wonderful way to relieve stress.
The crunch of leaves, or a scolding crow's call,
signals that Summer's time is in recess.

As a child, I'd romp through the woods near home,
always exploring Nature’s hidden trails.
And rather than stay put, I'd often roam,
chasing down local stories and tall tails.

Serene

The Chronicles of Our Liberty

The Chronicles of our Liberty.

Liberty in reverse.
Our nation, a living mystery, bonded in trinity. 
Herein lies our story.

Was it not yesterday, Freedom roamed and triumphed
in our backyard?
After our relished taste of liberty
from beings of a snowy land.
Who make our throats to melt like a wax before fire;
And as mortal before the pestle of time.
Under the

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