Riding On Poems - Poems about Riding On

... She is 15 months old…this beautiful little squirt she likes nothing more than walking barefoot everywhere and playing in the dirt. In fact she loves dirt so much…(her parents tell us with a mo......Read the rest...

... Mystique mist shrouds the penultimate path to the time future faded in obscurity. In twilight hour the sunset swansong echoes the tune of forlorn spent life, silhouetted still against the s......Read the rest...

... My dear Souper Sara Etgen-Baker tastes bittersweet moments. Sweet, because she's riding on a beautiful horse to be a number one. Bitter, because she doesn't have the same time ......Read the rest...

...If I danced in the middle of the road would you grab me or say ‘Go faster’? Take a chance on a hitchhike across town or go back afraid of what you may find? Bohemian hearts wrapped in map page......Read the rest...

...Love me in a world of translucent dreams, where shadows weave their tales under a trembling moonlight, in the silence of the night within hidden forests. The echo fades, sad and enchanted, beyond ......Read the rest...

...The thick numerous shoots of grass have come out, no more snow shovels til late autumn comes about. I hear the robins chirp as they tend their nests, wait....the sound of a cranky lawn mower chugg......Read the rest...

... Palm trees sway on a sunny day as waves caress the shore Seagulls glide above the tides On balmy wind rides Palm trees sway Dolphins are seen riding the waves real keen on a su......Read the rest...

...what to see today deer munching on tall grass or slithering black snake......Read the rest...

...Your most recent interest in observational truth in laptop monitor Gave you an ultimatum today. He , as she, in he, as she again, grabbed you in all kinds of tree , remnant there before serenity ......Read the rest...

... One day you were sadly taken away So extremely ill you were, you couldn't stay I could not be with you, Covid was rife For three months I missed the love of my life. I feared the wors......Read the rest...

...II. Nature's Cyclical Dance Death's not the end, just transformation's sweet release — A fallen leaf returning to the rich, dark soil, Cradling next spring's wildflowers ......Read the rest...

...Surfing the tides of life I'm still riding the waves duck diving my way through Or occasionally having to ask for a hand and toe in when I need to, Sometimes I'm amped and pop up and ride a p......Read the rest...

...My heart yearns for something that is bigger than me and my spirit keeps searching for it, it is not buried in the sand by the sea but it is somewhere beyond hills waiting for me. The sun is shin......Read the rest...

...A modest or low view of one's own importance; humbleness. People are quick to judge one another Never considering, with patience, what's their plight Empathy allows your heart and soul to meet ......Read the rest...

... Sharing sweet kisses Beneath a golden moon Watching shooting stars go by Strolling along hand in hand Gazing in her eyes Sharing sweet kisses Diamonds up above Adds enchantment t......Read the rest...