Unvisited Poems - Poems about Unvisited

...You, beautiful one, Aware of mind's inner space, But travelling, thrilling to movement. Tiny jokes and masked meanings The place you played. You undid models Like a child making games, The b......

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...Go to where the air is thinnest where snow leopards stalk granite paths where pray flags slap cherry faced spirits where nature is conceived.. unforgiving go to where the air is thinnest- Go ......

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...Imagine if this was my last poetry poem contest My creative juice would drink itself! I'd find myself staring wistfully into an engulfing abyss. I'd title my last contest poem, "Creative Death" ......

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...we gathered lilacs you&I in that faroff land distant now uninhabited unvisited 'cept by memories those days so real more real the......

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...The imagination was giddy with fervent anticipation A beautifully comforting breeze soothed the mind from every conceivable direction while also invigorating the playfulness associated with ......

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...I viewed them the spring before – robins in our grass and swallows flying circles around the front of the house. Weeks later I spied their nests - the swallows’ under an eave of our garage and th......

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...There are no footprints Found in the muddy road Of the memory lane And there are cobwebs In the ......

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...It has just begun. The maps have unraveled in topographic templates, unmarked by geographic spaces. They’ve been replaced by frequencies emerging from what we once knew as separate places. F......

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...Here I am, All lost but you, Still being my north star, leading through My darkest hour, hope it’s before the dawn And won’t be long before I see my sun. I don’t believe in miracles,......

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...It was Hemingway early And Dickinson late Those early exposures The trail of my wake No bar left unvisited Or brawl left unfought No school that could an......

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...1874…. The spectacularly lacey ferns rose up and fluffed themselves as self-appointed front-drops to the hidden cave. Thus insuring this scene would remain a secret, secluded, unvisited spot for......

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...It was Hemingway early And Dickinson late Those early exposures The trail of my wake No bar left unvisited Or brawl left unfought No school that could an......

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...Earlier in the month but lately begun, (Or was it perhaps the last one, the one before-November? I know of a surety that it was a time uncoated by congeries Of most alabastrine snow, and that th......

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...A waterfall is neither a moon beam nor is it icing dripping from a big cake. It is wise to build fortresses of ice in skating weather but skiing weather cannot make the deadline so the cross country ......

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...By happenstance, I found you And my once empty, sullen heart Filled to the brim with ecstasy Hurray for happy accidents! Dis......

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