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.
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:59am
22nd Mar 2025 11:59am
The Shape I'm In
How much I miss
to moss in love
holding the mold
to gorgon stone
lifetimes ago, this
ancient road.
Horizons beam
my wanderlust dream:
I am dim
of years away
from the final
dandelion blaze,
still sleek from behind
with the Sun going down
‘til morning lurks
to hone the worm
& I (...alone,
...
#forest
#FreeVerse
#mountains
#nature
#unicorns
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SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:54am
22nd Mar 2025 11:54am
Mind's Eye Site
Ancient dirt roads
abuzz with those
that (long ago)
quit the pavement.
A can of thought
struck with lucid spade.
Town-chow dry inside
like a mouse in the oven:
thunder, now passed,
praising rain on a lean-to...
campfire high & sky
full of ghost & gust.
Satisfied shine, rich
with daggered eyes in flight...
earth & alighted, poor
with cosmic delusion...
cockatrice glare ...
#forest
#FreeVerse
#mountains
#mystery
#nature
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Villev
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 6:29pm
18th Mar 2025 6:29pm
What lies on the mountain’s other side
The journey to the peak
Arduous and long
Hillside the wind carries a song
At the top
Just beyond the clouds
Over the ice and snow caps
Only the silence howls on
The valleys lead toward
Cliffs and higher plains
Rare flowers bloom
Peeking in the sunlight
From within stone cracks
Deer and goats roam
Sunlight warmth
Upon their backs
The path to the top
The highest icy pinnacle
Climbers try to find
While paying no mind
To the vast thriving warm sun soaked
Abundant wilderness
all...
Arduous and long
Hillside the wind carries a song
At the top
Just beyond the clouds
Over the ice and snow caps
Only the silence howls on
The valleys lead toward
Cliffs and higher plains
Rare flowers bloom
Peeking in the sunlight
From within stone cracks
Deer and goats roam
Sunlight warmth
Upon their backs
The path to the top
The highest icy pinnacle
Climbers try to find
While paying no mind
To the vast thriving warm sun soaked
Abundant wilderness
all...
#environment
#mountains
#nature
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AmyMMosier
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 2:49am
17th Mar 2025 2:49am
Dusty roads take me out
Dusty roads take me out
To the furthest reaches -
To places not thought of
Way off highway stretches -
To the rocky vales where
A lonely thrasher calls
And scarcely people hear
His excitable songs -
To where a streamlet flows -
Whatever it be named -
Where a line of hoodoos
See the course slowly change -
To the canyon shadows
I find laudable
To marvel at the rows
Of piñon for awhile -
To where the earth stands still
And the sky rejoices
And every glance I steal
Is bright and...
To the furthest reaches -
To places not thought of
Way off highway stretches -
To the rocky vales where
A lonely thrasher calls
And scarcely people hear
His excitable songs -
To where a streamlet flows -
Whatever it be named -
Where a line of hoodoos
See the course slowly change -
To the canyon shadows
I find laudable
To marvel at the rows
Of piñon for awhile -
To where the earth stands still
And the sky rejoices
And every glance I steal
Is bright and...
#mountains
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:10am
2nd Mar 2025 7:10am
singing water
can you
hear
the water
singing
while
leaving
its mother,
there is
an
abundance
of freedom,
sometimes
she runs,
other times
she walks,
even
though
given a
chance,
she could
leave her
confined
area,,
she
chooses
to stay
in between
the
shorelines.
hear
the water
singing
while
leaving
its mother,
there is
an
abundance
of freedom,
sometimes
she runs,
other times
she walks,
even
though
given a
chance,
she could
leave her
confined
area,,
she
chooses
to stay
in between
the
shorelines.
#mountains
#nature
#river #water
#river #water
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
22nd Feb 2025 10:02pm
In the afternoon of dawn
They say that it's in the afternoon dawn as the sun goes down, that we have peace and harmony, as we exchange our thoughts and prayers with nature as our back drop with peace. For even as I sit here looking out at world around me, I wonder how much the world has been changed, by its own demise with nothing but corruption and deception. As they lie with an straight face as they gas light you without the light bulb.💡 But yet here we are in the environment of nature, with it's mountains and streams. Surrounded by the clouds and open skies, just sitting here in quiet space of a cave...
#clouds
#mountains
#nature
#sky
#StreamOfConsciousness
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 3:20am
20th Feb 2025 3:20am
Fresh Oil
Musing in its general direction through the morning haze,
the jungle mountain begs one’s attention at any hour.
A nearby dog has failed to resume its cyclical rhetoric
when something closes the eyes.
Silence descends like fresh oil.
It drizzles through my rebelliously long hair
and down across my zippered lips.
Behind the closed, another opens to the child’s sight
to hear the jungle’s morning crew
singing to Aioue about today’s purity.
A minimalist’s symphonic work.
In suspended moments, I...
the jungle mountain begs one’s attention at any hour.
A nearby dog has failed to resume its cyclical rhetoric
when something closes the eyes.
Silence descends like fresh oil.
It drizzles through my rebelliously long hair
and down across my zippered lips.
Behind the closed, another opens to the child’s sight
to hear the jungle’s morning crew
singing to Aioue about today’s purity.
A minimalist’s symphonic work.
In suspended moments, I...
#earth
#mountains
#nature
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 2:56am
20th Feb 2025 2:56am
Fresh Oil - Monologue
We live at the footstool of a jungle mountain whose presence begs one’s attention at any hour. I’ll sit on occasion, musing in its general direction through the sun-soaked morning haze. Something closes my eyes sometime after the neighbors dog fails to resume its barking cycle, silence descends like fresh oil. It runs through my rebelliously long hair and down across my closed lips. I open my other sight and can hear the jungle’s morning crew as they talk to Aioue about today’s sustenance. It’s a minimalist’s symphonic work with other lessor voices in the mix, no less important.
...
...
#mountains
#nature
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 00:25am
17th Jan 2025 00:25am
Inner Harmony with Peace
Come go with me 🙏 and travel into a different place, where there's no time only your own thoughts, in the depths of your own MIND. For sure you could need to have a few minutes, to just unwind from the negativity and drama, and confusion for the betterment of your mind thoughts. WOULD you take the time. ⌚ To release the deepness of your own thoughts, to be able to feel you are unblocking, the very deepness of your spiritual. ENTITY of your energy and determination and perseverance. TO just have this opportunity to get inside of your own personal thoughts, 🤔 to be able to...
#dialogue
#mountains
#nature
#StreamOfConsciousness
#water
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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
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 3:32pm
14th Nov 2024 3:32pm
Cloak for the Summit
A soft canopy of cumulus clouds
lazily skimming past the summit,
leaving behind trails of light pecks,
gently caressing the mountain's crest.
An embrace in a cloak of fog
to shield it from the sunlight,
and sprinkles of drizzle
to soothe its thirsty soil.
lazily skimming past the summit,
leaving behind trails of light pecks,
gently caressing the mountain's crest.
An embrace in a cloak of fog
to shield it from the sunlight,
and sprinkles of drizzle
to soothe its thirsty soil.
#clouds
#mountains
#nature
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