Trestle Poems - Poems about Trestle

...There's sadness in falling leaves, but beauty in the carpet they lay at our feet. ~ by poet I walked across a trestle bridge cloaked in sca......

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...My heart won't cling to you like a vine holding on, wrapped around yet, like a vine that felt your winter's breath my rich garden of tendrils turned brown as the stem of love died the t......

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... Railroad ties are the pavement under me I count each as I go Below the rusty waters of the Milwaukee River flow An old ladder hangs over the side Some passerby has left their graffiti in whit......

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... hope … dismay heaven, hell gods, mortality … love all live within us we create our own realities and we dwell there … oh, we are taught the tools for life - the skills we use to SHAPE tha......

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...The dahlias were once, they bloomed once, now they are churning earth, in a faraway time making a living by dying. Dead, the flowers are dead, yet the dirt is alive with their progeny. Uncul......

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...My mother’s nuggets, They chauffeur her day, They armour her journey, They lace her path. They pervade her room, In her chamber, they bloom, She sings their praises, She basks in their......

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...Over white waters, a vessel She goes dipping and bobbing, 'Cross the deep blue trestle Her captain nearly sobbing Hands at the helm Still, she does not steer, Just navigates this realm Nowhe......

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...“The silent song of the sighing breeze”, No longer are we at ease, The message is hidden in silence, Darkest times are looming. The land is bare and scarred, The days are hard, A sad symphon......

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...Visuals and music were exquisite Sunsets elicit a sensation of surrender Poetic lyrics buried amid lovely valleys Where aspirations and ambitions are born Promises that are as transit......

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...If I were your love, Will you love me till I’m grey-haired? If I were your love, Will you stay with me till evening tide? When you see me inside out, Will you still stay close? When the unfam......

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...Humans are like magnets, There are links between us, Through our minds, we are connected, Our minds trestle the bridge between us. The mind is where the dream starts, The mind is where the vis......

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...Legend of goat man of pop lick trestle prominent in the stories of mountain folk blue grass anomaly seen by a few chilling bluegrass spotters who become hypnotized some local hillbillies affect......

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...My guru carries a set of brass knuckles you'd think he'd be all yes sir and no sir but instead I get ahah hoho and egad I can't do anything right on my best day and I have the branding iron scars......

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...I dream I am standing on the deck of a vessel Nearing the western horizon, into the sunset Into vivid glowing reds and oranges, I nestle, I dream I am standing on the deck of a vessel ......

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...Icy blue water showing through thin ice Train crossing on the bridge high above On silver tracks worn slick with the years, The trestle creaking, boxcars screeching One after another ......

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