Yonder Poems - Poems about Yonder

...This life you had with us, Is beginning to rust. Beautiful eyes. Full of surprise. Sticking your tongue out. Never a drought, Of days with you. We were young too. Yes, you could have lived a ......Read the rest...

...Please listen to what I am truly trying to say unto you, If not for the never ending grace, I still would be losing face unto this very day. "But there by the grace of God, go I." Thanks be......Read the rest...

... Spring is painted the most vibrant yellow Magical blooms unfurl to our delight After harsh winter months, all is mellow Nature created such beautiful sight. Along hedgerows, daffodi......Read the rest...

... Glistening lights in the valley and on yonder hills. Starry night reflected on the ground but with electric bills! Still quiet as the motorway’s to and fro moves through the night. Silent feat......Read the rest...

...Beams of sultry light. Reflecting dim flight, As fireflies flicker and swarm, Cascade around my form. The book reveals its worn pages. Drifting through the ages. Memories of bygone times. The......Read the rest...

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......Read the rest...

... Now, quite suddenly Spring is sprung on us with sunny fields of colorful flowers; without the wicked wind, without the fuss of princesses in their golden towers, for even those in servitude ......Read the rest...

...The story's told of bygone days, Of a man named Vince with his soul ablaze, While the hearts of animals far and near Were filled with abject dread and fear. The best these beasts could do was run......Read the rest...

...in the garden of alms houses far from yard to door then on to pasture grasses raw then more a faerie from a yonder land came crying laid at Johnlow’s floor ......Read the rest...

... This man, a space technologist, got tired of seeing everyday to his dismay, the scarlet sun rise and the crimson sun set, always felt that time tore away life’s green leaves when it crept pas......Read the rest...

... A rouged sky paints a clown's face, on a dawn rising moon. The open earth, that not closed in by brooding trees, but is as spread-out acres, where the hush and harken darken eyes and ears, ......Read the rest...

... So Blue, what have you been doing since my last interview with you? Well, I still hang out (or should I say “up”) with Sky. And I’m down with oceans, rivers, lakes and seas. However, Sky so......Read the rest...

... lucent glow of longing turns into spring-suffused exuberant spectrum paints fresco of floral splendor on canvas of my chromatic life ......Read the rest...

... As the day dawns on the flaming canvas of the sky, aureate fringed wispy cloud convoy glides slowly away. On the cobalt sea they shower the spectrum of color, silver-streaked waves spread pea......Read the rest...

...“Time is a gift that most of us take for granted. We get caught up in our daily lives and rarely take the time to appreciate the simple wonders around us.” ......Read the rest...