Poems About Mountains Seeking Friendly Advice
#mountains
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 9:51pm
4th Jan 2025 9:51pm
avalanche
the snow
packed tightly,
hugging up
to the
mountains,
cradled within
crevices,
each storm
adds depth
and weight,
and then
it lets
go of
its hold,
then an
avalanche,
removing
any wants,
desires,
needs or
love within
the path
of its
raging
footsteps.
packed tightly,
hugging up
to the
mountains,
cradled within
crevices,
each storm
adds depth
and weight,
and then
it lets
go of
its hold,
then an
avalanche,
removing
any wants,
desires,
needs or
love within
the path
of its
raging
footsteps.
#mountains
#nature
#snow
56 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 00:02am
13th Dec 2024 00:02am
under ice (secrets)
the cloud's
breath
creeping
again on
the high
peaks,
softly
murmuring
pale days,
from
high up
glances,
quiet
and sad
ageless
stone,
they hold
their secrets
under ice.
breath
creeping
again on
the high
peaks,
softly
murmuring
pale days,
from
high up
glances,
quiet
and sad
ageless
stone,
they hold
their secrets
under ice.
#clouds
#mountains
#sky #snow
#sky #snow
67 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
18th Nov 2024 5:27am
I Was 18 and Stoned, Okay?
What do the stars mean?
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
Absolute realization of one's aliveness.
The wind is a cool silver stream
She could stand still and live the pinnacle of happiness.
But up ahead, he is the ocean,
Can she, just once, dive off the moon
and jump into him,
his entirety
which surely would welcome her
with ecstasy, not obstacles?
Alive, alive, alive
The silver wind blows
The midnight mountain is a treadmill
They walk without concern
A rustle in the trees
Piqued curiosity meets opportunity
...
#college
#drugs
#mountains
97 reads
6 Comments
Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 8:37pm
20th Aug 2024 8:37pm
Cascading Cream
Cascading cream sits at the center of your vanilla spine.
My view, reminiscent of those, atop snow capped alpines.
Sweat falls, like raindrops, at the small of your back;
Riding, & sliding, gliding into black.
Our swaying shifts to a much slower cadence.
Leaving me to bask, in all your subdued radiance.
Now, slowly comes, the squeezing & easing out of.
So pleasing though the teasing, & being immersed, so deep inside your love.
The leftovers melt, onto us, like drift, after the snow.
So hard holding on, but even...
My view, reminiscent of those, atop snow capped alpines.
Sweat falls, like raindrops, at the small of your back;
Riding, & sliding, gliding into black.
Our swaying shifts to a much slower cadence.
Leaving me to bask, in all your subdued radiance.
Now, slowly comes, the squeezing & easing out of.
So pleasing though the teasing, & being immersed, so deep inside your love.
The leftovers melt, onto us, like drift, after the snow.
So hard holding on, but even...
#erotic
#mountains
#snow
235 reads
2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2024 10:04pm
3rd Aug 2024 10:04pm
Peace
"To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning
In the suffering" - Nietzsche
The majestic chiseled rock and stone,
was mysteriously lodged
between its ghostly white snowy bones.
Clouds strangely pale in comparison.
Hope has made itself known.
Rugged peaks distort the bleak.
This mountainous nectar
is what the weary mind seeks.
Orchard colored flowers, suspend the hours.
Peace, too, can devour.
In the suffering" - Nietzsche
The majestic chiseled rock and stone,
was mysteriously lodged
between its ghostly white snowy bones.
Clouds strangely pale in comparison.
Hope has made itself known.
Rugged peaks distort the bleak.
This mountainous nectar
is what the weary mind seeks.
Orchard colored flowers, suspend the hours.
Peace, too, can devour.
#anxiety
#mountains
#nature #peace
#nature #peace
223 reads
15 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 2:41pm
3rd Jul 2024 2:41pm
Invitation
Clouds of the fluffiest cotton kind hover above.
The staggering, slanted, sculpted rock's spine.
Giant weathered stones border,
the turbulent turquoise water basin.
Nature's soul rupturing invitation
To abandon agonized thoughts,
deep below the splashing and hot sun flashing.
My mind no longer fraught.
Astonishment is taught.
Let beauty invade your chasms of pain.
With peace stains.
The staggering, slanted, sculpted rock's spine.
Giant weathered stones border,
the turbulent turquoise water basin.
Nature's soul rupturing invitation
To abandon agonized thoughts,
deep below the splashing and hot sun flashing.
My mind no longer fraught.
Astonishment is taught.
Let beauty invade your chasms of pain.
With peace stains.
#mountains
#nature
#sky #water
#sky #water
165 reads
16 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
6th Jun 2024 12:50pm
6th Jun 2024 12:50pm
beyond twin veils
I gaze at you in stolen moments
eyes closed for proper sight
at your unwavering image
words escape my mind
I saw you once upon a mountain
rugged pillars carved in granite
unapologetic in your arrogance
you exude seductive strength
& introspective quiet
I watched you shimmer as ripples in a river
confidently following its path
the calm & gentle motion
fingertips brushing naked flesh
concealing a wildness in your depths
this is you
nature at its finest
both the feral & the smooth ...
eyes closed for proper sight
at your unwavering image
words escape my mind
I saw you once upon a mountain
rugged pillars carved in granite
unapologetic in your arrogance
you exude seductive strength
& introspective quiet
I watched you shimmer as ripples in a river
confidently following its path
the calm & gentle motion
fingertips brushing naked flesh
concealing a wildness in your depths
this is you
nature at its finest
both the feral & the smooth ...
#beauty
#love
#mountains #nature
#mountains #nature
221 reads
8 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2024 10:56pm
3rd Jun 2024 10:56pm
Witness
I witness the monstrous beauty
of the gargantuan mountains.
Awe fails to be an adequate sensation.
Time chiseled rock make up
the grandeur of the mountain's spine.
They have seen.
Heard.
Felt.
As if divine
The seasons, reasons, our inner treasons.
They are solid but silent witness's
The altitude will never tell,
and break the allure of the majestic spell.
of the gargantuan mountains.
Awe fails to be an adequate sensation.
Time chiseled rock make up
the grandeur of the mountain's spine.
They have seen.
Heard.
Felt.
As if divine
The seasons, reasons, our inner treasons.
They are solid but silent witness's
The altitude will never tell,
and break the allure of the majestic spell.
#mountains
#peace
193 reads
26 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
2nd May 2024 12:52pm
2nd May 2024 12:52pm
Nature's Enigmatic Tapestry
Meticulously arranged, the elements unfold,
A table of wonders, complete and clear.
Ideals of balance, explosions held at bay,
As the winds whisper, waters flow, life stirs.
Fragrance and the invisible intertwine,
Mechanisms shrouded in mystery's embrace.
Boundless, complex as the stars that shine,
The earth, a creation born of the Creator's grace.
Yet humans, like ignorant children, roam,
Eager to dismantle the home that gives them life.
The Creator, concerned, crushed nature's codes,
Scattering the pieces,...
A table of wonders, complete and clear.
Ideals of balance, explosions held at bay,
As the winds whisper, waters flow, life stirs.
Fragrance and the invisible intertwine,
Mechanisms shrouded in mystery's embrace.
Boundless, complex as the stars that shine,
The earth, a creation born of the Creator's grace.
Yet humans, like ignorant children, roam,
Eager to dismantle the home that gives them life.
The Creator, concerned, crushed nature's codes,
Scattering the pieces,...
#earth
#mountains
#nature
#river
#water
155 reads
2 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 5:07am
10th Apr 2024 5:07am
The Braille of Wind
There's something different about the wind
that's travelled a long, long way
and a weary heaviness
as if compressed by the weight of miles
yet full of exotic scents and ozone
Eagerly you face the breeze
now caressing your face as you wet your lips
tasting spices from high desert plains
and sun baked granite cliffs
There's tang on the tip of the tongue
alkaline, dry and brittle yet with the softness
of thousand year old dust
desiccating with love
There's...
that's travelled a long, long way
and a weary heaviness
as if compressed by the weight of miles
yet full of exotic scents and ozone
Eagerly you face the breeze
now caressing your face as you wet your lips
tasting spices from high desert plains
and sun baked granite cliffs
There's tang on the tip of the tongue
alkaline, dry and brittle yet with the softness
of thousand year old dust
desiccating with love
There's...
#sea
#wind
#mountains #desert
#mountains #desert
135 reads
1 Comment
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 9:30am
7th Apr 2024 9:30am
Glacier Blue
The water was a blue universe where the soul is fluid.
Lifetime far away from the closest human grid.
Aquamarine dream, shines a glacial sheen
of a mountainside secluded lake.
Engulfed in triangular summits with their bleached
termination dust flakes.
The peace was so still and so primitively profound.
There existed no need to make a single sound.
My every hurt was soothed with liquid blue bliss.
Morning would bring a hypnotic mist.
Moistening blades of grass that are April sun kissed.
Grateful to be alive to witness such a sight. ...
Lifetime far away from the closest human grid.
Aquamarine dream, shines a glacial sheen
of a mountainside secluded lake.
Engulfed in triangular summits with their bleached
termination dust flakes.
The peace was so still and so primitively profound.
There existed no need to make a single sound.
My every hurt was soothed with liquid blue bliss.
Morning would bring a hypnotic mist.
Moistening blades of grass that are April sun kissed.
Grateful to be alive to witness such a sight. ...
#water
#nature
#mountains #peace
#mountains #peace
164 reads
21 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 1:04am
17th Mar 2024 1:04am
up in the hills
those hills,
not
mountain high,
not cloud
cover high,
but well
enough above
the flat
land below,
above the
city noises,
where
it seems
as if
the nights
let
the stars
visit, right
above
the treetops,
lasting
long after
the sundown,
the flowers,
and we
are gone.
not
mountain high,
not cloud
cover high,
but well
enough above
the flat
land below,
above the
city noises,
where
it seems
as if
the nights
let
the stars
visit, right
above
the treetops,
lasting
long after
the sundown,
the flowers,
and we
are gone.
#flowers
#stars
#nature
#mountains
#evolution
130 reads
6 Comments
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