Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
This mountain stands tall I am taller at the peak I will never fall
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Poets
Wind in the mountain The wind travels and whispers The wind is wisdom
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Child in the mountain The child lives inside of us Never forget you
Climbing and searching What will I find at the top This quest is endless
It's no word language A better listener than I Mountain, can we talk?
By Mingling with the Moon 3 years ago in Poets
Self-limitation "The mountain is too tall now" Three birds, then two more.
Listen to her speak She will tell you what to think She will make you smart
Grandfather mountain Its wisdom is beyond years It gives great advice
The mountain cries tears The mountain is suffering The mountain wants help
Countless peaks draw straws to take refuge in the sky without Blood Mountain
By Deana3 years ago in Poets
The best in the world A trek to the highest peak Nothing will stop me
Writers everywhere Victory is very slim I will write to win
