Underbrush Poems - Poems about Underbrush

...What do I do, my soul inquires, abandoned in the shadow of the moment, When the call to move forward is incessantly declared wrong. My options are as hazy as dreams shattered at the dawn of day, M......Read the rest...

...A moonlight silhouette ... of a sleeping mountain. A living forest ... tall trees in fullness. Underbrush heavy laden ... a patchwork of paths. The moon is hiding ... the stars are hiding. The ni......Read the rest...

...Autumn is at once symbolic of plenty, ripening, harvest, and abundance; and, at the same time, a symbol of letting go, decay, decline, old age, and even death, with associations of things being past ......Read the rest...

...In the Dark I stand motionless Staring across the moonlit landscape We are together but I am alone My thoughts consume me The silence and isolation comforts me My heart quickens as the music sta......Read the rest...

...They’ve always been there, unaware When I felt lonely, lost, longing For the presence of the light’s caress, Softly unfolding beyond the azure Skies, whispering joy over my soul, into Shimmering......Read the rest...

...The rain, in sheets, is driven to the ground to mingle with the rabble down below. No longer welcome at the table round, the wind, no friend, encourages it to go. At first, despairing, scattere......Read the rest...

...There is a picture in my mind Of grazing sheep on a remote hillside The shepherd is mindful of his flock Guarding each of them with pride His watchful eye then detects One little lamb, - t......Read the rest...

...On Monday, I release the beast; I’m going to let the big dog hunt. My excavator won’t suffice; compared to this one, it’s a runt. He’ll start atop our property, point it downhill and let it go......Read the rest...

...I'm convinced I saw a ghastly creature in the mist While I was driving along a bleak country road, A Sasquatch several yards ahead shaking its fist Cloaked in the gray fog, as frighten......Read the rest...

...Arriving at the reserve by nightfall Arlis had to rest before hiking to the spot he had hidden the bike.He felt warm and light headed which concerned him. He drank the last few ounces of the warm sod......Read the rest...

...Beautiful Mistress The full moon fills the sky with glowing light, like white fire on shade. It brings out the good, and the bad, the known and the unknown equally. The coyote danc......Read the rest...

...I love to hike straight down the hill And stroll along the bottom. Bottom It’s nice to do it in the spring, But best of all is autumn. Autumn In fall, the colors, sudden, turn From green t......Read the rest...

...It is sonorous blue velvet, a mitten with a thousand invisible fingers. A concerto for dyslexic mystics. The composer peeks nervously at the listeners then rips open his uttering heart until blo......Read the rest...

...What was I up to while we were locked-in? I was busy contemplating sin. I had months and months of moments to spend, Ms chaste without, misdeeds within. Lust, like seasickness - upends reason ......Read the rest...

..."May I sleep under your emerald-umber arms in serenity of your over." quote _by Poet Titillating gently does the breeze move Through pin......Read the rest...