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Walking Stick Poems - Poems about Walking Stick


My walking stick

Take away my blind walking stick, been stuck with it way too long, Pedals of love, unwraps  in my heart, I see light approaching swiftly inside my heart piercing through my eyes, thought miracles ended in the Bible, draw closer the world,  miracle embrace of beauty, a Sotho sanamarena, royalty blood now rears
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Categories: walking stick, allusion, baptism, christian, conflict,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberWalk softly Ode to my walking stick

Loyal companion carved from a sturdy oak.
This eternal gratitude will never be revoked.
You've been there for me more then
some human folk.
I think I may be in love with you and that is no joke.
Please stay by my side until the day I croak,
if perchance we come upon a very nasty bloke,
I will turn you upside
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Categories: walking stick, 1st grade, age, funny,
Form: Light Verse



Walking Stick

Slender branching twig
Swaying on summer morning--
Stick insect waiting.


Written 9/4/2017 for Chris D. Aechtner's Premiere haiku contest II
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Categories: walking stick, insect, nature,
Form: Haiku

The Walking Stick

A rich and monied man,
He is the village headman,
Poor his kindness to his fellow village men,
If one dies from his village he takes no pain,
He sends his walking stick in the hands of his servant,
But fails to walk letting his stick to do the work, 
Living long this man and died of age,
Aware his death
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Categories: walking stick, adventure, community, conflict, evil,
Form: Light Verse

The Walking Stick

"Louis!",she calls out.
Yes,ironically I am the namesake.
A signboard-Please don't hurt me.I'm blind.

"Are you lost in thought again?
You and your stupid world!"
My stupid world.
I see her bite her tongue in my mind.
A smile on my lips.

"I am so happy today!
Won't you ask why?"
"Need I?"
Laughter.Sameness.Bliss.
Such conversations are a mark of years of friendship.
Unbreakable.Apparently so.

"I am in love!
Oh
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Categories: walking stick, change, feelings, friendship, longing,
Form: Free verse



Walking Stick

Walking Stick

Drifting thoughts roll 
Through my mind
Full of rhythmic tones
Pulsing in eternal rhyme 

Arriving in scattered words
A trove of jewels glimmering
Floating before me as rare birds 
 Basking, I begin shimmering

Picking out each golden word
Carefully placing them on paper
Choice nibbles of songs unheard 
Safe from being a useless vapor

Every word is power packed
Heals hearts or
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Categories: walking stick, writing,
Form: Rhyme

My Old Walking Stick

There are no months as beautiful as early summer months wild flowers make the headlines,
Leaning heavy on my old worn hazel wood stick walking to a wooded meadow out of breath,
Clusters of Primrose and large patches of Blue Bells chat with clumps of Spring Violets,
As I stand wheezing the wonderful smells the dampness of wood
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Categories: walking stick, nature, beautiful, me, old,
Form: Prose Poetry

My Old Walking Stick

A old tree branch that had fallen to the ground
                 Polished it up, mended all the cracks, looking good as new
                  
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Categories: walking stick, health
Form: I do not know?

Old Walking Stick

My Walking Stick size 6 foot.
My trusty old walking stick. 
It helps me walk with my sore hip. 
I like to call it my magic staff. 
If trouble comes I will use my staff to kick some ass.
My staff does many things. 
It helps me walks, it keeps me safe from thief’s.
The last thug that
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Categories: walking stick, lifeme, old, me, old,
Form: Heroic Couplet

Premium MemberElephant Walking Stick

My body has explained to me
That for walking it would better be
To use the aid of a cane or walking stick
So my wooden elephant cane does the trick

Its open handle sets upon
The mighty back of an elephant strong
His trunk lifted up with talent
Helps me stride with more balance

His eyes open so they can see
A clearer
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Categories: walking stick, funnypeople, me, people,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things