Poems about Mountains
#mountains
Poems about mountains, formed through tectonic forces or volcanic activity. Poetry about mountains and their surrounding landscape, the power and beauty of nature, and the challenge of climbing a tall mountain. Poems about mountain people and animals, and the mountain way of life.
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Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 7:14am
30th Aug 2020 7:14am
Dream
I needed to know my first love (my mom) suffered a little less than me; otherwise there wouldn't have been a second (my dad) to orate to me about this land: brushes on mountainous terrain with the wind reciting vows between them and the dowsing of fire where eyes consent to storytelling shadows who haunt cascading visages both evergreen and needing to dream of something completely unbroken.
#mountains
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druidicheirophant
Poem Published
21st Aug 2020 10:30pm
21st Aug 2020 10:30pm
A grigori walkin
Not everyone is a wise old dragon, what we need may be forms of medicine, to cure the fallen angelic contamination’s on our soul matrix’s resonance, in a world full of happenings and occurrences, a grigori walking by you in lock-step with Imhotep to ameliorate and cure your ailments, because these medicine-men with tinted perceptions, see through you, as these astral slit iris’s speak true you with visions from sibyls and witches initiated into the esotericism of the old religions, amidst rituals where Hecate will meet you, with teletes of els and fallen iri’s and glances of serpents in a...
#mountains
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GEMSimov
Poem Published
15th Aug 2020 8:00am
15th Aug 2020 8:00am
Haiku IV
Gangrenous being
Writhe in false agony
At the dark mountain
Writhe in false agony
At the dark mountain
#mountains
#haiku
#senryu
#despair
#suffering
47 reads
1 Comment
Ahavati
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2020 10:49pm
22nd Jul 2020 10:49pm
rocks weave waterfall
into a gossamer web—
spellbound spectators
~
into a gossamer web—
spellbound spectators
~
#water
#nature
#mountains
#haiku
#gratitude
244 reads
38 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2020 8:11pm
22nd Jul 2020 8:11pm
~ {e}m o t i o n s . . . . (collab with Uma)
To all those nights
Where one breath breaks
Stones strung between us.
In secret, we have sewn
Compasses into our shirts.
Leaving on the midnight train to euphoria
We took downtown rain taxi
To shores of lilting night boat.
Ambered sari opens as marigold
Feasted upon by hungering bees.
The little neck of sea, widened
By salted water pressure, swimming
In the space reserved for spined
Submarine, we realise we are
Only here because we never
Got the hang of time.
to all those
benumbed...
Where one breath breaks
Stones strung between us.
In secret, we have sewn
Compasses into our shirts.
Leaving on the midnight train to euphoria
We took downtown rain taxi
To shores of lilting night boat.
Ambered sari opens as marigold
Feasted upon by hungering bees.
The little neck of sea, widened
By salted water pressure, swimming
In the space reserved for spined
Submarine, we realise we are
Only here because we never
Got the hang of time.
to all those
benumbed...
#love
#sea
#mountains
#spiritual
#collaboration
101 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2020 7:41pm
22nd Jul 2020 7:41pm
~ {e}m o t i o n s . . . . [a RobUma Collabing Celebration of Love Eternal]
To all those nights
Where one breath breaks
Stones strung between us.
In secret, we have sewn
Compasses into our shirts.
Leaving on the midnight train to euphoria
We took downtown rain taxi
To shores of lilting night boat.
Ambered sari opens as marigold
Feasted upon by hungering bees.
The little neck of sea, widened
By salted water pressure, swimming
In the space reserved for spined
Submarine, we realise we are
Only here because we never
Got the hang of time.
to all those
...
Where one breath breaks
Stones strung between us.
In secret, we have sewn
Compasses into our shirts.
Leaving on the midnight train to euphoria
We took downtown rain taxi
To shores of lilting night boat.
Ambered sari opens as marigold
Feasted upon by hungering bees.
The little neck of sea, widened
By salted water pressure, swimming
In the space reserved for spined
Submarine, we realise we are
Only here because we never
Got the hang of time.
to all those
...
#love
#mountains
#spiritual
#collaboration
#StreamOfConsciousness
129 reads
7 Comments
MyEyeDelight
Poem Published
8th Jul 2020 8:28am
8th Jul 2020 8:28am
I See Dragons
The dragon is behind the curtain,
breathing his molten breath in the distance.
Hidden amongst the clouds and cloaked
against the burning sky, brilliant in its luminosity.
He paints his vision with a brush of fire and flame,
laying down ruby embers in the wind
breathing his molten breath in the distance.
Hidden amongst the clouds and cloaked
against the burning sky, brilliant in its luminosity.
He paints his vision with a brush of fire and flame,
laying down ruby embers in the wind
#sky
#clouds
#water
#nature
#mountains
70 reads
4 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
21st Jun 2020 11:23pm
21st Jun 2020 11:23pm
Nature Walk
When in touch with youthful summers
there time and scenes played,
I remember visions garnered so well
awakening now to familiar sounds,
whispers nature has made
of kind and gentle beginnings,
mornings of softness breaking.
I walked and traveled all my way
favorite winds sweeping me along,
onto pleasing and worn paths
through fields high in beautiful blooms,
delivering myself to a waiting brook
the sweet waters caressing me with
friendly greetings before wandering away.
I press myself deeper and deeper, moving ...
there time and scenes played,
I remember visions garnered so well
awakening now to familiar sounds,
whispers nature has made
of kind and gentle beginnings,
mornings of softness breaking.
I walked and traveled all my way
favorite winds sweeping me along,
onto pleasing and worn paths
through fields high in beautiful blooms,
delivering myself to a waiting brook
the sweet waters caressing me with
friendly greetings before wandering away.
I press myself deeper and deeper, moving ...
#earth
#summer
#morning
#night
#mountains
96 reads
10 Comments
dmcdonald
Poem Published
6th Jun 2020 7:45pm
6th Jun 2020 7:45pm
A Mountain
Enormous and round rose the great mountain
Gray-green with pine and oak and granite.
Towering, a huge tortoise shell hides its hot heart within.
Static? Hardly. Just slow.
No human can grasp its growth;
Too slow to catch the eye and
So great it becomes background;
Yet it has survived fiery summers and has weathered ages of wind and waters that scar its surface.
It grows and moves, and it will survive man and all surface life.
It’s hot rock blood will flow for eons, far below, beyond our reach.
Gray-green with pine and oak and granite.
Towering, a huge tortoise shell hides its hot heart within.
Static? Hardly. Just slow.
No human can grasp its growth;
Too slow to catch the eye and
So great it becomes background;
Yet it has survived fiery summers and has weathered ages of wind and waters that scar its surface.
It grows and moves, and it will survive man and all surface life.
It’s hot rock blood will flow for eons, far below, beyond our reach.
#earth
#environment
#nature #mountains
#nature #mountains
60 reads
1 Comment
veganpoet
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2020 5:10pm
2nd Jun 2020 5:10pm
The Escape Velocity Of A Rorschach Sunset
I.
As the fiery half-eaten orb
melts farther into the mountains,
the heart shudders in astonished jolts.
A gilded feast of morphing shadows tempts
the pattern-hungry brain to arrange
dozens of weather-beaten points
into monstrous faces of jagged rock.
Vectoring like a maniacal dragonfly
the eyes construct (and deconstruct)
tensile bridges of silken meaning.
The shifting boundary of the rugged terrain
slips in and out of focus;
the cerebral cortex strains
like an under-powered microscope
scanning for a...
As the fiery half-eaten orb
melts farther into the mountains,
the heart shudders in astonished jolts.
A gilded feast of morphing shadows tempts
the pattern-hungry brain to arrange
dozens of weather-beaten points
into monstrous faces of jagged rock.
Vectoring like a maniacal dragonfly
the eyes construct (and deconstruct)
tensile bridges of silken meaning.
The shifting boundary of the rugged terrain
slips in and out of focus;
the cerebral cortex strains
like an under-powered microscope
scanning for a...
#dreams
#sun
#animals
#nature
#mountains
84 reads
2 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 1:55am
27th Apr 2020 1:55am
Grassy Green Hills, Forever
Sunday drives are what gets life off my mind
Diverts it off my normal train of thought
It resembles my car today, swerving along unfamiliar roads
Truck trails and dirty tires
Is how you know you’re far out
The further I go
The greener it gets
The landscape welcomes me
With a soft emerald kiss
When I got to the grassy green hills
The sun was on its way
Taking a dive below those statuesque mountains
And though I was sad to see it go
I couldn’t help but smile at the shadows it left below
The valley...
Diverts it off my normal train of thought
It resembles my car today, swerving along unfamiliar roads
Truck trails and dirty tires
Is how you know you’re far out
The further I go
The greener it gets
The landscape welcomes me
With a soft emerald kiss
When I got to the grassy green hills
The sun was on its way
Taking a dive below those statuesque mountains
And though I was sad to see it go
I couldn’t help but smile at the shadows it left below
The valley...
#countryside
#mountains
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#NaPoWriMo2020
86 reads
2 Comments
kp1200
Kanishka
Kanishka
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 9:38pm
22nd Apr 2020 9:38pm
Heart is where the Mountains are
Everytime I look outside the windows
I see the majestic Himalayas
And when I close my eyes
I feel the northern wind
Gushing through my face
I see the sun rising
Behind the golden mountains
And that perfect nip in the air
gives me goosebumps
Everytime I look outside the windows
Because heart is where the mountains are.
Heart is where the mountains are.
Blog - https://t.co/gFtBKSkcPx
I see the majestic Himalayas
And when I close my eyes
I feel the northern wind
Gushing through my face
I see the sun rising
Behind the golden mountains
And that perfect nip in the air
gives me goosebumps
Everytime I look outside the windows
Because heart is where the mountains are.
Heart is where the mountains are.
Blog - https://t.co/gFtBKSkcPx
#love
#nature
#mountains
73 reads
1 Comment
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