Best Blue Ridge Mountains Poems

In these mountains, where I’m from, peace amazes,
With nostalgic beauty, its gentle praises.
Silence whispers to souls, believers know love,
Breathless inklings linger, a calm from above.
         Love this alive and perfect surely blazes.

In these mountains, where the sun...

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across the sapphire
blended with emerald hue
ridges rise in praise
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clusters of pine trees
birch, poplar, oak and locust
merge to give sweet peace
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bright flowers grow wild
dancing with fresh moss and fern
inspiring jubilation
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waters run gently
across smooth, gray and brown stones
soothing the spirit
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every plant worships
from where it’s rooted in ground
that...

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Sometimes I am in doubt
about why I am here

Here amongst these mountains
certainly not just anywhere

The path seemed to just effortlessly 
want to open itself to me

The draw was powerfully magnetic
So I surrendered and let go 
of the part that was hectic

Often now as I drive...

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Long ago, formed by His hand
Courageous and bold
Like the oak and the elm
Whispering truths 
Silencing every doubt
They call to the spirit
With tenderness, inspiring
A fire that brings passion
Alive, wild and warm,
Soothing the spirit and 
Coloring the will in brilliant hues
Of God breathed guidance

Old as time, they...

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Across the edges of the blue ridges
Caressing the emerald pine and whispering
Gentle thoughts through the birch
Calming hearts with this mysterious touch
From the fiery paintbrush of the Almighty

Morning clings to the heart with a gentle sun
Embracing the spirit with birdsong and hope
Sensations of creation brought to...

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When I visit another place, another state, another note
Who writes its hope, its grace, its peace
From the gentle rains, the tranquil rivers and streams
The broken tears of a mourning dew, silent as the joy
Who abides in those who hear His gentle falling from the glistening
Serenity...

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Making their way from nothing
Opening their hearts for others
Using what they have on hand
Nature seems to draw them in
Time keeps them always alert
Amazing grace is a part of church
Inner peace comes from hope
Never giving up on a Holy God

Precious people in their souls
Every one knows...

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They’ve always been there, unaware
When I felt lonely, lost, longing
For the presence of the light’s caress,
Softly unfolding beyond the azure
Skies, whispering joy over my soul, into
Shimmering that twinkles, above
In the skies and below, in my eyes

They’ve always known me, as a child
Silent and the only...

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Granny, hunched over the woodstove –
I smell fatback frying in cast iron,
Scents of morning in the Blue Ridge Mountains
Along with hazy mists hanging across them,
Parting for the sunlight as it makes its way up
Over the hills that surround every heart
Living out life on hardscrabble roads...

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In a Blue Ridge Mountain moment
Soft rays of light pour in
Across the blue green mountains
Smiling, lifting, singing praises
Lighting the world with whispers
Of the most gentle peace
Longing to caress the spirit
On wings of graceful melodies

In a Blue Ridge Mountain moment
Beads of dew melt webs
Threaded by lonely...

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Densest fog hovers over the mountains,
Blue ridges reformed, now steely,
Gray as the moment just before dawn,
When silence bleeds her dreams
Through the still, cool light
Graceful as the sigh, 
Wistful as the music’s rhythm
Sustenance for fires,
Breathed from trembling oaks, birthed by hearts,
Grieving as the December storms,
Shattering the...

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