Horizon Poems - Poems about Horizon

...She got it for a birthday surprise but her emotion came alive and she tossed it in the middle of the sea and it drifts in a temperature above minus fifteen degrees. The silent waves move it around an......Read the rest...

... glowing horizon beyond the dew laden green ~ myriad sunrise......Read the rest...

... Awesome sunset, silence talks, only the birds' soundtrack on. A huge red sun sinks into the sea, the horizon is the artist painting different pictures to admire. What a magnificent......Read the rest...

...Diaries left open and letters framed, chronological ink waving from a horizon, gone. Clothes hung to recreate a wedding, a dance, a touch – enclosed in glass cases to trap the scent inside. Th......Read the rest...

... Written: May 26 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark, drizzling recesses that pulse and flow. A nebulous haze of nothingness, a sad show. With rasping......Read the rest...

...May showers are brewing underneath the clouds and the temperature keeps bouncing up and down the ocean floor and the pregnant skies drips water from inside and my heart is singing a sweet lullaby. ......Read the rest...

...In the hush of a May morning, I wander through the murmurs of a forgotten meadow, where time weaves through the tall grass, and the stones speak softly of the past. Old, weathered headstones, s......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ a morning misted horizon of pinkish-blue a new day bursts through ......Read the rest...

...Poem written for and submitted to "New Poem Open Form Contest" Jaymee Thomas Sponsor 5/25/2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the quiet hush of dawn's first light, Whispers of the wind......Read the rest...

... In the diaphanous sapphire night, the drizzling dust of descending moonbeam adorned the pearl-laced waves of the rolling sea, where I sauntered in the desolate corridor of mind. That is whe......Read the rest...

...Under the curtain of night, where stars murmur ancient enigmas, Dwell the true metaphysicians, hidden among excess and hedonism, Through the extension of senses, through the martyrdom of their desi......Read the rest...

... I keep running to your home on the horizon Spica , but I can see that my Earth will never touch your Sky I'll watch the Sun till my eyes sting Looking for your spirit to move You must be in the ......Read the rest...

...Rising I rise to see the rising of our sun, ‘tho only To begin with, a fat quarter of her, For she is in great part hidden, Blocked by a line of trees. She comes… A spark of flame Inchin......Read the rest...

... I walked the garden path holding all the intimate hands, nurtured in the impermanent world the hope of durability of me loved and belonged, and me owning and retaining. Times changed, didn’t ......Read the rest...

...He's only just begun to light the flame of my destiny He's only just begun to pull the thorns out of my heart For, his sweet promises, I always remembered Even in dark and stormy weathers H......Read the rest...