Hiking Poems - Poems about Hiking

Mountain climb Visualize Look out Observation Explore Word Start Write down Continue to Marvel Perhaps write a Novel Energizing climb Full of Inspiration Idea Thought Words defining the concept Determined and Fulfilling Hiking trail embracing understanding Hiking, Involvement, Movement and excelling Poet ...

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Hiking in the forest, My feet crunching on the leaves that have fallen to the ground from the trees that surround me. Hiking uphill to the top of the mountain To a scenic viewpoint that awaits me. The viewpoint, Its breathtaking. A beautiful dark blue sky with colorful clouds and a rainbow. And in the distance my eyes spot the gorgeous blue...

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I wanted to find myself, so I got lost in the woods, Turns out life’s easier without all the shoulds. The rhythm of steps was a meditation Twelve hours a day in God’s lovely creation. Even when I was tired, wet, hungry and cold I didn't get jaded; nature didn't get old In the south,...

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Trail strings, earth's past tale, Calavera's crest unfolds, Views honor the strides. ...

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A floor of dead rusted leaves rustle and crackle Crunching their crisp skins dancing under my feet Shuffling with sodden soil thick with grit - I grapple With sticky dew grass and spongy peat Alligatored tree bark grabs my hands then bites as I shamble Holding on for balance on uneven chards of scalloped stone Dazed by the cool dark mist...

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I came down from the mountain today and I couldn’t figure out who I was. I thought maybe I was a shadow but that requires something to block the light. I thought I was a ghost but that Implies there was once something there. Maybe a shell. Old and forgotten where someone use to live....

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Increasing one's mileage though a long-lost child of Earth hiking in familiar wilderness areas sluggish, bed-bound days wandering in the midst of the night daydreaming with a night light on snarled up in bedclothes. discern internal struggles. simple, intricate, and exquisite conversions from the Ember era In the silence, hear faint whispers I indulge in sluggish laps I wish to hear your syllogistic reasoning not believing what is...

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Whatever the offerings of time may bring Whatever song my heart chooses to sing On life’s small pursuit I shall meditate Elysian splendor around me, I appreciate The simplicities of pastoral living unfurl I’m graced in your stellar light, a cosmic pearl Serene contemplation, moments well spent A transcend of intellect, I pursue contentment Humbled, a mochila drapes my shoulders Now weightless, old...

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With my furry, white companion, Luna by my side, We venture forth in Colorado's wide-open stride. My dog's tail wags, a joyous sight, As we embark on our hike, under the sky's bright light. The crisp mountain air invigorates, As we navigate the trails with a steady gait, Amidst Colorado's natural beauty all around, With each step we take, a new wonder...

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“Winter of your heart”. The snows of Winter in your heart. confusion and illusions in my head. Share our life together. that’s what you said? And even now: my memories ...

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ferns cascade along a woodland trail verdigris spires ...

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The morning woods was crackling with unknown sounds. Then I heard a rustling sound in the leaves. The sound of footsteps was getting louder, It wasn’t a something, it was someone. Suddenly a large man fell to the ground. His leg was bleeding, all he said was trap. Cool water from my canteen brought him back. A small trap, it hadn’t broken...

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Wah-ooo, wah-ooo, Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo. Wah-ooo, wah-ooo, Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo. Walkin' dow-nuh street On me achy feet Allah li'l birdies go Tweet tweet tweet Wah-ooo, wah-ooo, Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo. Not gonna crawl In frunnuh you all Maybe gonna hide unner A sheet, sheet, sheet. Ah-ooo, ah-ooo, Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo....

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Vibrant chroma dots the mountains and valleys; we hike the Red River gorge, taking in it’s majestic pigmentation; leaves of October crunch beneath booted feet. We take our journey with care, as the cliffs can be deadly in an instant; still, the crisp Kentucky mountain air is rejuvenating to lungs, too long in the city’s smog. I stop at the edge of...

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The sea winds calling Calling beach tides thrilling Thrilling woodlands for hiking Hiking creeks within walking Walking wildlife still sprawling Sprawling plant life enthralling Enthralling cobble...

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