Valley Poems - Poems about Valley

Calling To the I Am Alone and on my knees In a valley filled with death's air  His gift: Freedom in an endless expanse My prison's narrow walls collapsed  I walked in green meadows  Seeing the sun Calling Inspired by a prayer from the beautiful "Man's Search for Meaning" by Viktor Frankl....

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Live long enough and we end up alone No matter our fortune no matter our throne Life will have sway as our journey unwinds One breath at a time — our voices unrhymed (Augustinian Seminary: July, 2025) ...

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I'm standing by the mountain that reaches up so high. I'm looking toward the heavens and asking for a reason why? In the shadow of that mountain, I can't see my way through... but I'll start climbing for the summit because I know I walk with you. He'll lead me to the highest, he'll lift me and I'll...

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Mist feathery drifts last night’s breath loosening above basalt slopes of Huatung Pacific swallows trace morning brushwork over Fuli’s rice paddies new green scented with rain. Xiuguluan River flows jade mountain-born among ancestral stones white willows in Ruisui weep dew-kissed cycad fronds catching first sunlight Leaf pearls gather on my thatched sandals Walami earth holds stories in its coolness. Bihe Pond rests hidden in Wanrong’s stillness waters reflecting...

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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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