Valley Poems - Poems about Valley

The Valley of the Forbidden Sat under an oak in the valley of the naked woman admiring her rounded breasts, a malevolent oak took offence, not that I minded, after all, it had been at the same spot for a hundred years, long before the valley had a name. Suddenly, the tree slapped me a leathery branch Oh, pain makes me...

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In flowering wishes a feeling unfolds A vase sits awaiting its love to arrive Each petal of hope in a blossom untold Till picked from the valley of passion — alive (Dreamsleep: June, 2025) ...

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As crystal glacier, suspended in the onyx air, bleeds darkness kissed with saline sadness, clouds tiptoe through trapped phantom winds, dripping sinister creatures rising from the egoistic eyes ~ cracked illusions reflecting the underbelly of fragrant fountains ~ an inverted resemblance of grotesque monsters lurking in seething spaces, heinous jaws of the ill-omened ocean, where mermaid madness is born from the womb of...

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Shadows of the Valley creatures of the dark pitted dome scantily clad dryads' hissing drones they rally without souls—pod like, they roam throughout forests assiduously marled awoken from the darkest depth twigs and branches splayed and snarled shadows of the valley doyennes adept distracting sheaves as straws spewing dirt they bask in on battered brain gnaws Taken in is florescent energy of the soldiers asleep wondering lost deep...

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Inspired by the lyrics of Shadows of the Valley From The Book of Souls Album of Iron Maiden Here is my take on their song . . . In a dark nightmare I am roaming without a purpose Searching in a surreal dead world Holding my woe Wishing for the sun again O, can I find my home My doom is...

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O' moment of mist-glazed melancholia ~ I'm shrinking in paper-cut smokes of shrivelling sunsets, amidst the seizures of silence, there I surf ~ in swollen skulls of selfless swan-orchids, that once splattered pigments of poisoned pearls upon navy-neon shrine of the sun, who traded my scars with an eloquent eclipse and buried me in metallic merlots, beneath mercuric lakes...

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Taking a ride through a valley of dreams, nothing that you see is all that it seems. The sun shines on you with a smile on his face, its a wonderful feeling when you visit this place! Silver-winged angels escort you as we travel along, hummingbirds, with tranquility, sing you a song. Butterflies fly gracefully...

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Through the chilled night air, I wander. Melancholy thoughts, I still ponder. Tinged with foreboding feelings, I fear. A nightmare while awake, a fog is near. Devilment surrounds me, in a crazed state. Tortured howls from creatures once sedate. What misguided message does this send? Are we just waiting for the world to end? Perhaps its time to pay for our sins. Where a...

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Written: May 13, 2025, for contest by Robert James Liguori ******************* On the golden steed, dreams catch flight, In the sunny flame, rings of final sigh ignite. A pale horse and rider fit through the haze, Echoes of silence amid the shadow maze. A raven melody on the...

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A dry, barren desert, harbinger of death The dwellers there, yearn for a banquet. Some by poor choices have made their way there Others by misfortune arrived unaware. Friends in the valley, do not despair God is beside you His comfort to share. He will provide the power to cope and make trouble’s valley, a gateway of hope. ...

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The wind doesn’t howl here-- it warns. Each breath drawn is borrowed from the bones beneath. They told me to fear the shadow, but never the silence that follows. I walk where others knelt, blade dulled, spirit frayed, still searching for the summit that keeps shifting skyward. I do not ask for light-- only the strength to keep walking where ghosts refuse to rest....

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I jumped on the train, feeling bad. It cost me all the money I had. Is that seat empty, tell me bub? I asked, clutching my ticket stub. I knew not where it was going. The man across from me looked knowing. Will it take me to a safe haven? Through the window, I saw a raven. The man marked down one...

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Wandering aimlessly in a cold, dark mist, I follow, but my feet do not lead me— tethered to something I cannot see. A world kissed with sadness, where sunlight is forgotten, and things are born only to nightmares. Soulless demons laugh in a sea of madness, but they speak through me. I listen closely to the raven’s call, its wings cutting through the dark, a...

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LAO TZU ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS III The Valley Spirit by Lao Tzu, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The valley Spirit never runs dry, the river to whom all waters run: the Spirit of our Primal Mother. Deeply rooting Heaven and Earth, to most eyes a delicate veil dimly seen, yet a never-failing Fountainhead. Adhere to the Feminine by Lao Tzu, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R....

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Run faster—looking back will be your downfall. The screeching of the infected gains intensity. Drag the razor wire barricade across blistering concrete— scraping rusted metal, shards splintering into scorched oblivion. Enter the valley of death, shadows playing tricks on your weary mind. Searching for answers, your quest has begun. Cityscapes metamorphose into deserted deserts. Continue your path forward, while an unrepentant sandstorm takes...

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