Poems About Mountains by Top Critiquers
#mountains
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Sep 2021 7:08pm
4th Sep 2021 7:08pm
touchstone
touch my mystery with your fingertips
weighty existence is the form of a stone
vibrating energies that lift the soul
tumbled in water
my rough edges became smooth
calming the spirit of the beholder
find me lining the shore of an obliging lake or river
time itself has delivered me there
I watch humanity with curiosity
sending out my well wishes
I have dense matter
everything has spirit
I am no less
as part of a mountainside or in a riverbed
keep me as a touchstone when you're feeling stressed
...
weighty existence is the form of a stone
vibrating energies that lift the soul
tumbled in water
my rough edges became smooth
calming the spirit of the beholder
find me lining the shore of an obliging lake or river
time itself has delivered me there
I watch humanity with curiosity
sending out my well wishes
I have dense matter
everything has spirit
I am no less
as part of a mountainside or in a riverbed
keep me as a touchstone when you're feeling stressed
...
#nature
#mountains
#spiritual
542 reads
7 Comments
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
94 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2019 11:34pm
22nd Dec 2019 11:34pm
The Mountains
The terrain might be a little rough,
But the view from here is quite surreal,
High above the plains in the mountains,
The scenery has a certain appeal.
From up here the trees go on forever,
Rolling in between canyons and hills,
And the path that only few dare take,
It’s a journey of adventures and thrills.
In winter everything is covered in snow,
As the highest summit stands alone,
By spring the rivers begin to flow,
Where wildlife and flowers have grown.
Though there is always danger of fire,
Up here all is...
But the view from here is quite surreal,
High above the plains in the mountains,
The scenery has a certain appeal.
From up here the trees go on forever,
Rolling in between canyons and hills,
And the path that only few dare take,
It’s a journey of adventures and thrills.
In winter everything is covered in snow,
As the highest summit stands alone,
By spring the rivers begin to flow,
Where wildlife and flowers have grown.
Though there is always danger of fire,
Up here all is...
#trees
#nature
#mountains #WritingPoetry
#mountains #WritingPoetry
677 reads
12 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
303 reads
8 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
5th Dec 2020 7:31pm
5th Dec 2020 7:31pm
un-cumbrously, this your decembrist-in-blooms
viz:: decemberist
#love
#sky
#mountains
#spiritual
#symbolism
563 reads
9 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
19th Jun 2022 3:33pm
19th Jun 2022 3:33pm
Rose Town Moon Down
Tonight fair Luna was at her best
Hanging above the urban lights
And drifting damp into the west
Like on so many other nights
Her waxing gibbous throws a beam
As bright as any light allowed
That city dwellers dare to dream
Would percolate an ocean cloud
Rolling over suburban hills
Like an ebony forest park
And the bracing tonic it distills
With its old arboreal bark
Where only moonlight permeates
When no man made light officiates.
Hanging above the urban lights
And drifting damp into the west
Like on so many other nights
Her waxing gibbous throws a beam
As bright as any light allowed
That city dwellers dare to dream
Would percolate an ocean cloud
Rolling over suburban hills
Like an ebony forest park
And the bracing tonic it distills
With its old arboreal bark
Where only moonlight permeates
When no man made light officiates.
#forest
#moon
#sky
#clouds
#mountains
533 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Apr 2025 4:11pm
20th Apr 2025 4:11pm
Chove sobre a marginal
O pó do teu olhar sobre as flores a murchar
a suprimir as verdades, no chão.
As mãos, as mentiras e as folhas alaranjadas.
Morte, morte, morte ao amor...
Depois, tudo desaparece na bruma.
Tua mordida, profundamente infligida
nas carnes das tuas costas.
Viva o amor, viva o amor, o amor está morto!
Cavaleiros sem destino, moínhos parados
ventos perdidos nos corredores da casa
e retratos de ninguém, sem nomes.
Bocas cheias de fome, abutres mortos.
Minha boca cheia da tua boca e
cabelos crus a...
a suprimir as verdades, no chão.
As mãos, as mentiras e as folhas alaranjadas.
Morte, morte, morte ao amor...
Depois, tudo desaparece na bruma.
Tua mordida, profundamente infligida
nas carnes das tuas costas.
Viva o amor, viva o amor, o amor está morto!
Cavaleiros sem destino, moínhos parados
ventos perdidos nos corredores da casa
e retratos de ninguém, sem nomes.
Bocas cheias de fome, abutres mortos.
Minha boca cheia da tua boca e
cabelos crus a...
#dark
#death
#mountains
#rain
#sea
89 reads
3 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
8th Feb 2023 3:02pm
8th Feb 2023 3:02pm
Questioning Reality
I am just a cliff, you see?
A revelation of the sea?
Did a flood produce me?
Or was it, electricity?
I am just a cliff, you see?
A solid rock forming slowly.
Reaching the skies, no boundaries.
Valleys weaving straight through me.
I am just a cliff, you see?
Petrified trees stick out of me.
How could that form from a sea?
Why don't scientists agree?
I am just a cliff, you see?
They've found cities under me.
Does that sound like years of whirling,
water rapids burying things?
I am just a...
A revelation of the sea?
Did a flood produce me?
Or was it, electricity?
I am just a cliff, you see?
A solid rock forming slowly.
Reaching the skies, no boundaries.
Valleys weaving straight through me.
I am just a cliff, you see?
Petrified trees stick out of me.
How could that form from a sea?
Why don't scientists agree?
I am just a cliff, you see?
They've found cities under me.
Does that sound like years of whirling,
water rapids burying things?
I am just a...
#mountains
344 reads
4 Comments
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
158 reads
2 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
150 reads
6 Comments
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