Cantilever Poems - Poems about Cantilever

...I think of my ancestors building you, Tying and placing tree-trunks, like girders, in queue; They constructed you, then, with stones, Twisted, turned, criss-crossed, hung, dangled in zones; Road ......Read the rest...

...The sign he reads out loud, “There’s holes ahead.” The Rip Van Winkle Bridge quite disturbs me. A story book that’s come to life — with head To lose. My dad inches along bravely. The c......Read the rest...

...A monochrome of boho days segue one another surreptitiously. Endless pantomimes of idle chatter flutter by. Cantilever bridge, a one stop halting site for gossip and suspense. Small talk, bespoke......Read the rest...

...Trial and Terror Tim had tried most everything else waiting hoping procrastinating meditation introspection ‘extro-neglection’ defence contraptions of all sorts and the whole self......Read the rest...

...Thorns about the snow Cantilever tombstones Gathered in a row Broken bits of someone else’s deed Weeds are overgrown Thorns about the snow Endless come the struggles as you bleed Raven......Read the rest...

...A bold and burly bridge, beams of cantilever. Pillars of concrete ridge, confluence of the river. The callipers however quiver.. "Hey distant shores," shrieked the bridge with shiver. "Shake yo......Read the rest...

...If I forgot your name I’m truly sorry For my cantilever brain That has not forgotten Your body next to me......Read the rest...

...Than this morning Cantilever wishing wells Long about the winding path Clover is the foot print maker Sunlight brings a hearty laugh Skies will whisper if you listen Music plays......Read the rest...

...With a huge geometry of bones and ribs my father stands amidst us, like an age-old iron pillar, high durable, tensile and unbrittle he is, the lonesome cantilever. Though I know not, perhaps ......Read the rest...

...Glancing down from breathless heights, Amidst climey sighs, The looming colossus awakens from slumber And stretches across Thelwalls linear skies. The hot engines hissing steam - Recalled from f......Read the rest...

...I never studied the downed limbs before Sandy. I was savoring the muscle burn from herringboning my way up a hill or fretting over a ping in my back, the price of macho competitions in the steel mi......Read the rest...

...Hidden, perched on high, The Peregrine Falcon echolocates the bird-in-flight warning song. Only when intercept is optimal, takes flight. Soaring over 100mph, wings and claws cantilever for preci......Read the rest...

...Far from the madding crowd I treasure the myths you gone through Once I walk down the streets of legends Even the weeping dusts reminds me of Bloods, who immolated their lives to you. Oh Calcutta!......Read the rest...

...There is a vortex in every locomotive that is at once inert and in moto perpetuo Beneath that vortex lies a feeling, a veritable epicenter of grief from which springs the only real compliment to ......Read the rest...