Up The River Poems - Poems about Up The River

...One wish When I leave my body When I enter yours Wish back the brave Watch the day roar The sins warmth gone in a wicker haze Done with sorcery Watching your body become mine Iam walking u......Read the rest...

...The first time I saw you - there - Sophisticated, warm-blooded, And for a kiss, you blubbered - Barbary lipped, presenting the bill. If I'd snuggle up, you'd cover me in fur. Coo-ee! A real l......Read the rest...

...Often times I wonder if I may have missed a greater calling or purpose in my life. As a young man I was frivolous and non-sensical when it came to asking the most important questions: “Why am I ......Read the rest...

...t's evident that you are trying all avenues to return to work and health and appreciate your difficulties and shared your complete frustration. If you are not sure what to do then you get help soon a......Read the rest...

...gorgeous purple impatiens deep rooted, holding up the river revered by lily pads honored by orange and white koi I follow their lead and take a photo of course it could never equal the real thin......Read the rest...

...leave me here sleeve me here in red in my ashy bed i never want to see light again once there was a lady who like to where the color blue i never once thought that she would be shady nope, ......Read the rest...

...The rainy weather Fills up the river.......Read the rest...

...Over the sea to the north of me, up the river where the crocodiles roam in the village of my lovers home. Painting his face with black, ochre and white, looking just right with the cutest dimples sha......Read the rest...

...Pushy people-person, little silver fish Inspiring idealist, with an iridescent swish Swimming up the river, flowing all the way back down Colour loving creature, too deep and you will drown Ever-......Read the rest...

...We drove down the road. I saw such wondrous things. My eyes took in the steep sided grassy valley. In the bottom was a sparkling river. Sun reflected on the water which flowed over rocks. The small r......Read the rest...

...I went fishing with my brother Ron, and a bloke named Tommy Grace. We had camped along the Tarago where we could fish on Harvey's place. Ron brought along his rabbit traps; he don't like fishing mu......Read the rest...

...We traveled far up the river on rafts made of paper and crayons. Strange colors we favored for flights far off in distant lands. Afternoons of cookie crumbs spread across the living room flo......Read the rest...

... we merge ... I, rooted in your core grinding up as you press down, never deep enough supine, you on knees above, I reach up weaving my fingers through silken......Read the rest...

... you live in me ... still ... so many adventurous years since I held your gaze ... heard your voice felt your fingers fill the spaces in mine, perfectly mixed......Read the rest...

...I can't play marbles in the rain - Or even spin my top. My skates will not roll in puddles, And it's too wet to hop. Ah, but I can be a pirate, And I can float my boat Up the river from New......Read the rest...