Uncrossed Poems - Poems about Uncrossed

...Now all that remains is a silver framed photograph A reminder of when there was a splitting of paths Between one realm and the other, a bridge uncrossed One day to be readjourned, but for now is j......Read the rest...

...Another sunset slipped away. Another full moon missed. Another fair maid perished young, before she was held and kissed. Another book, unfinished. Another poem, lost. A lonely "I", undotted. ......Read the rest...

...They came together, love entwined, When stars in heaven were aligned. But their love hit a hurdle, When their vinaigrette failed to curdle, Their blitz emulsification ill-fated, leaving oil and ......Read the rest...

...I am all over Wiltshire High up on the hills I am immune from fire To tourists I give thrills You can see me from afar By plane, on foot or in a car I am as old as time can be Many people ha......Read the rest...

...Stubbs Park is decorously rampant, its paths scamper here and there like unruly children. The original landscapers ran riot, for they planted arching spans ......Read the rest...

...lasting... all through your life, dear child, the following crucial life lessons... let go of the things you cannot change; all things bey......Read the rest...

...We have evolved over the years As a people with a way of life We have learnt of a new way To express our anger at every passing day. They say you only die once, But today you have an option T......Read the rest...

...I have wished on the morning star to help us find the way we've lost, the kindness we gave without cost. The love...it now seems very far-- a ship that's lost is what we are. Beliefs have become......Read the rest...

...This ball is mainly water as are we; touch Mother Earth and hear her soulful cries and climate is ruled most by air and sea. Stare into space beyond where science lies. Seems plants and creatur......Read the rest...

...A hole that can’t be filled an ocean that can’t be crossed a phrase that can’t be spun inhaling your exhaust The measure off the scale the truant thrice reclassed the memory twice forgotten th......Read the rest...

...Stubbs Park is decorously rampant, its paths scamper here and there like unruly children. Perhaps its topographical language once spoke of bridges for the landscapers have run riot planting ......Read the rest...

...Whisper to the whistling wind the wistful worries of the day For she is sister, tightly twined to smoke that winds and floats away. All that I confide is lost, adrift, a cloud upon the air That fl......Read the rest...

...Tell me, my moondark one, how come that our journey remained untraveled; from mirror to mirror into eternity our passages were left uncrossed? For the mirage of shedding a light, we rather chose......Read the rest...

...It burns Brighter, fiercer, nuclear With effulgent incandescence But only when untended or denied the expected trajectory For there is beauty in this A Glorious Thing indeed The rarest o......Read the rest...

...The Legend of Gusty Brown This is the legend of Gusty Brown And all the beans that he could down He and his steed ate beans by the pail Together they issued an odorous gale A Wild West crack......Read the rest...