"moutain" poems
there was a little hedgehog adventure bound was he
and a mountain climber he just long to be
he took a trip to everest to see the mountain there
standing very tall high up in the air.
he took along his tent climbing ropes and all
up the big high moutain he began to crawl
using all his skill he began to climb
hedgehog took it slow he just took his time.
climbing up the face having lots of fun
he was really happy his adventure had begun
hedgehog he kept going till at the top was he
now he could be famous go down in history.
he had done the thing that he long to do
to be a moutaineer and be famous too.
Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
Mountain dominion
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She struts her suicidal world with well practiced authority
She is the Queen of Cut
In the insane cult
Of the morbidly infantile
Cheap release
•••
She has a home
\\\
The mountains are Too Free
///
And bid her also follow
To where the sky and the waters meet
And she won't go there!
There's something there that she must know
She who claims to know
Everything !
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Images of sages
Of mystical children
Mythical beasts
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She fondles her tarot blade
Her ***** she calls
MY BOYFRIEND'!
He hurt her so!
(That is ---- the battery went dead!)
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Mountain dominion
Tomorrow
Real
••
Only truth
SHE LIVES IN HER MIRROR BROKEN AND SMALL
she don't want no truth at all!
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MOUTAIN DOMINION
(Calls)
I ll meet you by the waterfall
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
I wanna kiss it
but its so hard
not sure how to bring it against my lips
and then my fingers up and slip
So soft
the place you make between my shoulders as they stand
the truth in your presence
the defautl in your eyes
unlike the lovely demise
in the powerful
but full of histories of deciet and self succumed lies
in a cloud on a pillar high
this is where I thought I might die
but death isnt the only escape
when beauty surrounds you from your mistakes
filters in through your insides
it leads you to a moutain top so high
the snow fall cleans you of your ***** hide
kiss you touch ouy
never call you mine
because I know better
not to contain higher things
clip thier wings
I gave my heart, I gve my soul
to the wronged of those
may I rest by your side
my ribcage exposed
to the love you know
from my touch
from my gental spirit
the light from behind my eyes
that reaches and finally does it touch
you heal me inside
you slip your sweet medicine between my lips
you swindle your breateh of life
I dont fight you with my hips
into my worried eyes
I fear not
not any more
so long as you are here
I can let go of this rope
lay your worried bones next to mine
and I'll do my very best to buy us this time
may the clock stop
as it does for the dead
because we are heaven lieing in your bed
kiss me once
kiss me twice
and I'll kiss you thrice
my worries drop as does this plunder
my thoughts roll from us like defeated thunder
I hold you whole
I hold you tight
I give you the same freedom, I give you the same rights
I heard you speak
of whats in your head
I'm smilling for the things you dont know that of which you said
fumbling in your sleep
you craddle my crown
as I dose myself in the sweet silent sound
I am fawn white
I am pure irridescent light
cloaked in darkness
hidden from sight
so that the goodness might prevail
even during teh trials of night
You, with orbs in your antlers
with moons on your tongue
you dont chase me
I realize I mustnt run
The power with in you
sends me still
even so, I am reeled
for the dangers I've met
for the dreams
I stir
I feel the safety in this allure
you sparkle in my eyes
from inside you
I see us side by side
standing tall
for authority we call
together we are safe
and with tired eyes
I will keep you warm and safe
to any and all expendeture
we are fair
a deiety in of itself
we are desired for being rare
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:01 AM UTC
springtime in the rockies is filled with such delight
eagles fly round moutain tops such a lovely sight
mountains you can climb underneath the sun
climbing oh so high having lots of fun
lots of different things there for you to do
lots of lovely sights there for you to view
there are grizzly bear and the elk and moose
coyote and the deer running free and loose
lots of different creatures the greenback toad and trout
lots of things in ponds swimming all about
such a lovely place with lots of things to see
springtime in the rockies is where i long to be
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
In silence you sit you stare at the wall, thinking about life trying to make sense of it all.
At what point do you realize what all you've endured, you have to close your eyes and look inside yourself for the cure.
The faces that have caused nightmares the words that have brought you to a kneel, the
pain is excruciating but this is how you heal.
Feel the hurt and anger rushing inside your heart, your one step closer but your still at the start.
Remember every word embrace all the pain, let it rain over you but dont feel one ounce of shame.
Let it all consume you take it all in, breathe in deep then let it go like the wind.
Sit inside these emotions and feelings for what they are, keep your eyes closed and bend down your guard.
Your eyes are wetter now youve began to walk up that hill, dont be scared or afraid of what you might remember hear see or feel.
As you stand on top of your mountain look down and see it all, remember the ones who abandoned you the ones who didn't care to break your fall.
Let this pain break you feel it all over again, now keep walking down this moutain your almost at the end.
Your heart is breaking your soul is tired, all the pain you feel is all over you like a burning fire.
Take a second now can you see yourself in the distances, that's the person you can be you no longer have to show residence.
Wake yourself up now open wide your eyes, you've experienced healing your no longer bound by their lies.
Your thoughts are more clear now your heart cares for the past a little less, and on your face where no hope was your smile their now is kept.
Look at that light dancing tell me can you see it, this is what you begin to notice when you experience inner healing.
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
theres a little cabin by a little lakethat i often visit when the holidays i takesurrounded by the woods and trees so very talland a babbling brook by a waterfallthere are lots of squirrels that are red and greyand i sit and watch them gracefully as they playthere are lots of falcons hovering in the skyand lots of eagles that are nesting near byyou can see the moutain tops and the valleys in betweenthe leaves on the pine trees so bright and very greenit would make a painting to hang upon the wallthen this little place i always will recall
Mar 2, 2010
Mar 2, 2010 at 7:58 AM UTC
he lies sleeping under
the sage green sheet
on his side turned away
from me and my intrusive light
the sheet is gathers about him
like grass upon the mountain range
that peaks at shoulders and hip
at tne bead head, a tangle
of jungle vines curled and intertwined
and the sound of a bear embarking
on a short winters hibernation
at the foot, ten pebbles of varying size
attached to two size eleven boulders
of a sunbrowned material
aged by sun, surf and sand
yet on the underside
a pale pink, reminiscent
of the delicate inside
of the finest seashell
the grass on the upper reaches
of the moutain range, waves
as the wind sighes in and out
of the bear-cave mouth
and the plains of the lower
shift in small earthquake tremors
before settling in somulant torpor
when my man mountain sleeps ,he sleeps
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC
Here I am.
At the peak of the mountain top.
Looking out at the sky.
And all the scenery.
The things you witnessed.
That you have only imagine in a dream.
It's like looking at the sky.
And seeing all the beuty of it.
Trying to point out which cloud.
Reminds you of someone.
It's the same upon the mountain top.
You notice the crafted creation of centuries.
In other words.
You get lost in many things.
When you're a top of the moutain peak.
It's like a soar of the eagle.
With his wings spreaded out.
You're impressed.
By your personal accomplishment.
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 9:26 AM UTC
journey to snow moutain
We all wake up in this great palace of ice and look around for the man to appear. I turn towards lieutenant megs to comfort her and the ice figure appears in strange clothing dressed like a wizard.
He stands in front of us and says he is the ice wizard and wants to leads us through the ice forest towards a place called snow mountain.
We all walk out through the palace and into the cold winter of the ice world. The wizard tells us to follow him down a pathway of ice towards the gates of frozen eternity.
I start to walk along the path with lieutenant megs and the horses following the ice wizard moving through ice trees with snow leaves hanging down from our heads.
The wizard leads us through the path towards the gate of eternity and we all enter into the core of the ice forest. I turn towards lieutenant megs and comfort her with protective arms.
We all walk through the forest being lead by the wizard of ice and into the cauldron of terror. Walking through the forest of snow we hear sounds coming deep from the forest depths and see a large figure coming towards us.
The wizard tells us to run fast towards an ice covering in the forest because the ice dragon has seen us. We hide in the forest and are protected by the horses force field until the ice dragon has passed . The wizard warns us if the dragon see us we will be frozen by the dragons fire of ice and never return home.
After a few minutes we move on through the ice forest and reach the gate of snow mountain but see other figures watching us in the cold sun of ice city. The figures appear to be ice bears with large ice teeth and green eyes glare at our bodies with extreme intent
The ice wizard gives us a special key of ice to open the gates but we struggle to open it because the lock is frozen stiff with the ice. The horses blow hot air from their mouths onto the key and it glows red and ready to open the gates. We enter into snow mountain and see mystical place of ice beauty snow covered landscape.
The wizard waves to us goodbye saying be very aware and tells the horses to protect us from the perils of snow mountain The wizard then waves at us and moves up into the frozen sky flying across the ice cold sky and back to his home at ice palace.
We look up at ice mountain before laying down and resting wondering what will happen to us while we move up the massive mountain of snow that leads high above the clouds and into space
written by wayne mockler
ownership copyright wayne mockler
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 3:03 PM UTC
The moutain peaks catch
my eye and allow me a
moment to dream
My heart longs for her
and yet I can not have her
the distance in miles
the differences in our lives
yet my heart belongs to her
I wonder as I sit here and gaze
out to the horizon
if she feels my thoughts being
cast upon her
does her skin get warmed by
the love being sent from this
distant shore
Does she feel me in the night
as my mind watches her sleep?
I smell her perfumed body
wrapped in satin sheets
A hand touches my shoulder
its my wife
she smiles and sits next to me
staring at the horizon
I could never tell her
my heart lives within
the walls of a distant place
My heart always in two
my dreams are only of you
you dwell always in this
heart of mine
Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
*Getting deeper and deeper
Almost near the reaper, I write:
Getting darker and darker
I notice how brighter is the light
Reaching the bottom of this bliss
Like a bomb tearing everything apart of my sight
Drinking from the fountain of my wisdom
Made me feel like jumping off a moutain, so slight
While peering into the abyss
I didn't even thought of daring
For how deeper and darker it was
Past that, to dare, it's like a soul kiss
I might take a pause, get caught in the bay of reason
Until my body appears on shore, next to the pier of treason*
Apr 1, 2012
Apr 1, 2012 at 6:12 PM UTC
I've spend too long deciphering
Your brave fawning exterior
Sit and drink our utopian coffee
Cleanse the fear that's inside of me
The guiding light that's befriended me
You're brilliance is other worldly
I'll have Patti Smith's peripheral
Then we can create our own immutable
There's no moutain that's too steep
There's no secret that you won't keep
The guidling light that's inspired me
You're the source of my feeling free
Beyond the muse you instill in me
I'm sure that we will ever be we
Every coffee births fantasy
Grand ideas of liberty
There is nowhere I'd rather be
Than with the one who makes me feel free
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
love can move a moutain
and melt your heart away
it can make you happy every single day
love is such a feeling that gives your heart a glow
when you have this feeling deep inside youll know
it can do so much and make the world go round
it can last forever once your love is found.
Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 9:16 AM UTC
*i come with roses to your grave threw rain or shine
with a tear drop in my eye, so sad but my hearts alive
i come to tell you, how much i love you
you were my first and you will be my last
i stand here and think of our memerious of love
so vivid, so bright, so happy, with you in my life
i built my life around you and now i'm getting older
yet my love is fresh for you and always will
i would climb a moutain, just to say i love you
and to sit by your side
i now have a snow covered life from your tears of joy above
a life of happiness, love and forgiveness in heaven
20 years later i still feel the same
it feels like the first time i said
i love you*
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 10:11 AM UTC
I can’t tell you
what to do
and what not to
tell you ride the wave
till it crashes
why I left my land
or about the moutain
that I stand on
I can only tell you about
aim higher
when one loses
how battles left
scars
and fights
only left bruises
what it feels like
when its
me against everybody
I am glad I did
Can’t tell you how
I came through
I can only tell you about
things that I have been through
I can’t tell you
how life is unfair
I think everybody knows that
I can’t tell you to be happy
just tell about how
you can look past the negatives
just like I can’t tell
to be vegetarian
just be nicer
to the fellow human,
I can’t tell you
do you part
and the rest will follow
I can only tell you
one thing
there will be
a better tomorrow
I can’t tell you
you can win too
I can only speak
for the things
I have been through*
May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 10:01 PM UTC
Erase the puny stories from your mind
.
Come
"It's all right"
--
The miscreant images
Meaningless
Twisted and twisting
--
Your history!
(Based on a false conception of Time)
..
Your "place"
( within false images of heroes and elders)
--
Erase!
Erase!
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STAND
YOU THE MIGHTY PULSING MOUTAIN
NURTURED AND NURTURING EVERYTHING!!!
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Now
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Turn the SLAVE WORLD unto FREE
*really
What else is there to do
You being who you are?*
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 3:40 PM UTC
( X )
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Caint go THERE no mo'
Ain't no love there no how
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We ran together the fields
We swam naked
The stream
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Then we grew up like fools
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we sold the mountains of pure soul
For the praise of false friends
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We spoke of understanding past deeds
...... Of finally choosing
To make amends
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Then we played the same games
Ended up in shame -- again
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Caint go there -- no mo'
Ain't no love there -- no how
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Try to find that open field
Try to swim that stream again
Try to find you
And ask you
To
Come with me
To climb that MOUTAIN to our soul
To simply become a human being
I hope that we are not too late
Oh god! I hope it's not too late
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
"Everyday will be the day and every night will be lonely. Everyday I will see you there and I never say a word to you. I love you so silently. My mother said if I loved you I would dare to day your name out loud. I love you so but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of you. Afraid you'll reject me, avoid my lips, your name on my breath. My mother said if I loved you I'd cross a moutain, i can't I'm not strong enough for that, for you. I'd rather deal with the pain of losing what could have been rather than what was."
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
First I went
To the shower
And then to
The kitchen
And then I went
To the car
Then to the job site
And then I
Went to the gym
Then I went home
Then I watched a movie
First I went here
And then I went here
First I did this
Then I did that
As you can see
This is all
One big matrix program
FIrst I go here
Then I go there
Then I do this
Then I do that
I see sunsets
But usually not sunrises
I go on walks
In moutain suburbs
First I go here
And then I go there
Then I do this
Then I do that
I see birds flying
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
there was a litttle duck he loved the mountains so
and to climb the highest one he would have a go.
he took a trip to everest as big as big can be
to climb up to the top and go down in history.
he packed his little tent some torches that were bright
and a little lantern so he could see at night
took some wooly jumpers. to keep out the cold
colors very bright and very very bold.
packed up lots food so he could have a feed
climbing up a mountain is hungry work indeed.
he had every thing a clock to tell the time
now the time had come to begin his climb.
he started on his way up the moutain side
with his safety harness in case he had a slide.
when ever he got tired he took a rest and then
get himself together and start off again
.
he was having fun it gave him such a thrill
he was used to climbing and had so much skill
duck he reached the top his climbing was complete
feeling very hungry decided he would eat
then pitched up his tent to rest his weary head
then fell fast asleep in his little bed.
now would be famous just like he long to be
a little climbing duck that made history.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 6:25 PM UTC
All Employees
Of The Russian embassy in London
Have left the UK
High ranking Russians
Are being taken to underground command centers
Putin has not been seen in the last week
It is likely he is in the Yamantau moutain complex
I hope
There isn't a big war
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 1:12 AM UTC
i watched the eagles fly on the moutains of mourne
along the mountain side in the early dawn
hovering high above flying wild and free
with there sense of freedom watching over me
with the mountain dew scattered all around
across the mountain side covering the ground
high up in the sky hovering high above
warms my soul inside fills my heart with love
brings a sense of freedom makes you want to smile
takes away your worries if only for a while
floating in the sky as gentle as can be
flying with such grace with a life so free
such a peaceful feeling fills your heart with pride
puts your mind at ease warms you up inside
flying over head high up in the sky
watching over me as they gently fly
all along the mountains in the early dawn
flying wild and free bringing in the morn
with the mountain dew scattered all around
across the moutain side covering the ground
with there sense of freedom flying wild and free
fills your heart with love warms the soul in me
flying over head high up in the sky
watching over me as they gently fly
Mar 15, 2018
Mar 15, 2018 at 2:42 PM UTC
Oh, my mind is at peace, atop this moutain peak
the air so crisp and clear, it renders me weak
looking at the horizon, and illusion captures me
a silhouette of you dancing, to the night to be
so vibrant is your sway and the lightness of your feet
bouncing effortlessly from each star you meet
a gentle touch from your fingers lets them twirl so sweet
as they twinkle and wink, for all of us to see
up here my thoughts are vacant, the debris is down there
my smile is wide, yet the corners drip tears
and up here I try to reach you, to comfort your fears
I guess what I'm really saying, I wish you were still here
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 7:38 PM UTC
Even I hear the sounds of silence in your bedroom.
I hear the ever noisy silence ringing outside the cracks of the window.
I am tearing up inside, losing control.
I clenched my fists and buried myself in my moutain of comfort on the fabrics of your bed.
I am trying to stay happy, to talk to you.
But I was afraid to shout, afraid to let the monster in the cage out.
Do you hear me?
As I stand in silence like the wind?
Do you hear me through the Spears and knives of your hurt words?
Do you....?
Jul 27, 2018
Jul 27, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC