michelle richards

The Summit - Poem by michelle richards

What mountain stands so tall and silent,
Towering upward to the sky,
Which eagle’s to its barren summit,
Lonely tends to fly.
Whose cavern along the rocky hill side,
Underneath hides treasures bright,
Which warrior will someday bravely
Bring the truth to light.

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  • Jazib KamalviJazib Kamalvi (11/9/2017 1:46:00 AM)

    A sublime start with a nice poem, Michelle. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 5, 2011

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