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45 Original Hiking Poems

Original Hiking Poems

These are original PineTreePoet hiking poems. They were all written on my favorite trails locally in North Carolina, and abroad in various state and national parks. Some were written on shady single track with a heavy pack, and others crossing small streams only a few minutes from civilization. Please share this list of hiking poems with your adventurous, outdoorsy, sunshine-loving, all-day-hiking friends & family.

A hiking trip is my favorite kind of work trip. Dirt trails, high up in mountains, is where I do my best work. I’m lucky to share that work with you below.

Enjoy! (And let me know your favorite in the comments)


My tent is rolled
my boots, un-stowed
and surely
an expedition’s owed

So I’ve loaded my car
no cloud to mar
the endless sky
and great bright star

2/5/24 by PineTreePoet


Wear hiking boots
to my funeral
and then take the smiles
my life left upon you
into the mountains
to live forever.

11/15/21 by PineTreePoet


Paperclips hold things together
like our taxes and wills.

But trees
hold something else together
the dirt beneath our feet
with their roots
and our all-day-hiking thrills

12/14/21 by PineTreePoet


I’m hiking up
a cold mountain ridge
I smell the pine of the season
and I close my eyes
for a moment
that cannot be described.

When I open them again
I am at my desk
and I see I left the window open.

12/18/21 by PineTreePoet


I just can’t relate
if you don’t love the color green.

With how much of a forest
is that same color
it seems an odd thing.

5/29/21 by PineTreePoet


The sign said:

but I couldn’t help
dropping on the trail
a few of my worries and anxieties.

9/1/21 by PineTreePoet


I started taking less pictures
because I imagined all the trees
stressed about how they looked
and all the rocks
wondering if I’d tag them.

5/7/21 by PineTreePoet


Friends want me to visit
but I’d almost always rather
go hiking.

7/12/21 by PineTreePoet


My neighbor asked
where I spent my weekends
and I told her among the pines

I said I couldn’t bear
long grocery store lines.

9/4/21 by PineTreePoet


My awareness splits
when I’m trekking in the woods
because my stress never quits
counting my Earthly goods

which are so dull
amidst the chatterings of Creation
they’ve much less pull
than this pine tree destination

a place of utter delight
as half my mind flies away
an untethered kite
so my true self can rest and play

12/14/22 by PineTreePoet

Winter hiking at Grayson Highlands State Park in Virginia. A few poems from the winter ’22-’23 were inspired by this frigid day hike. Can you find any written here?


with a good pair of hiking boots
are more trustworthy.

1/31/22 by PineTreePoet


Trailhead signs
point us where we need to go
they warn us of bears and coyotes
of water sources they let us know.

But they can’t take our pictures
they’re only wood and steel

if they could just capture those
soon-to-be-hikers can only feel.

1/14/22 by PineTreePoet


I might be doing
in these woods
but I bet the universe
and never to be understood
looks upon your busy ‘something’
the same as my busy ‘nothing’

1/7/22 by PineTreePoet


Hard times
are coming your way and mine
but my hard times
I hope

are too much snow
on the trail
and too few pictures
taken on my phone.

1/11/22 by PineTreePoet


The forest closed around me
and I lost my trampling way

but then I felt
in its environing
it was begging me to stay.

7/18/21 by PineTreePoet


Heavy pack
crunchy snack
steep switchback
little mountain shack

7/21/21 by PineTreePoet


Red pine needles
trampled smooth underfoot
the forest swells
with earthen pride.

My eyes fall down
then climb a big green tree
they move from stream to stone
to moss
and follow a buzzing bee

the red and green, yellow and blue
all hold hands and sway
a dance so ancient and distant
ordained from the first day.

All day long
they hold each other tight
and I, an alien hiker
with my pack and poles and boots
smile with all my mortal might.

5/24/21 by PineTreePoet


Let’s stop up here
and unpack
our worries.

5/30/21 by PineTreePoet


Teachers like to ask us
what we wish to become
but I’m afraid such questions
likely leave you quite dumb

and deaf to adventure’s beckoning.
So look them in the eye and say

“Wherever the pines grow
and freest birds do fly
even without money
I’d gladly go to die.”

11/2/21 by PineTreePoet


She thought she hadn’t read
any poetry lately
but she looked around
the trail she was hiking
and saw Creation’s perfect verse

11/5/21 by PineTreePoet


It was a perfect day
but she wanted to turn back
there in the car
we’d left her favorite snack

I smiled and said
bears love peanut butter pretzels too
and it might be better to leave them behind
but that just wouldn’t do

sure, she said,
we might come across a bear or two
but since you won’t be eating any
I can share more than a few

8/21/23 by PineTreePoet


Says the blue jay:

my spell cast
on the weary hiker
lures her heart to play

under pines and birdsong
and trickling streams

away from her impossible
material dreams

Dream here! I say
when she passes beneath my nest
your heart will never be truly free
handcuffed to a civilized quest

7/5/21 by PineTreePoet


Every trail I’ve walked
is a book page I’ve turned past
sewing a great literary sail
not without curiosity’s mast.

11/26/21 by PineTreePoet


I met someone on the trail.
He said good morning.

11/18/21 by PineTreePoet


Stopping for pizza
after hiking
is almost as good
as the hiking itself.

11/27/21 by PineTreePoet. Grayson Highlands, Virginia.


I keep my trail shoes too long
but I can’t just throw them away
they’ve got the dirt and scuffs
those dirty maps
of all the places
I need to revisit

11/8/21 by PineTreePoet


A good walking stick
even dropped or discarded
can never be lost
only loaned
to the forest or another hiker
either happy for its company

12/14/22 by PineTreePoet


I always keep a map
of my favorite trails
in my bag
just in case I get lost
among all these people
and their material hurry.

10/11/21 by PineTreePoet


Let’s rouse
the great spirit
of adventure
so weakened these days
by smooth roads
and soft beds.

10/22/21 by PineTreePoet


I found a dollar in the forest
perhaps someone paid
for their fresh air therapy.

10/16/21 by PineTreePoet


We’re quite good
at climbing social ladders
and tax brackets

but we walk into a wood
and can’t climb a tree
or summit a boulder
lest we scrape a spoiled knee

10/28/21 by PineTreePoet


I hike to work
pretending cars are big friendly bears
and people are cheery birds.
It helps with the smog and the bustle
and the whole not hiking thing.

9/1/21 by PineTreePoet


You know
if you don’t do a couple good hikes
every year
your life
isn’t all it could be.

9/16/21 by PineTreePoet


I wish less people
hiked my favorite trails
but I wish more people
deeply appreciated forests.
*sighs happily*

9/22/21 by PineTreePoet


If you want to see
someone at their best
take them hiking
somewhere far away.

9/27/21 by PineTreePoet


The rugged trail said to me
follow me
deeper and deeper
into your own soul.

8/1/21 by PineTreePoet


Stillness is the playground
of Earth’s wildest things.

12/6/21 by PineTreePoet


Flowers in the mountains
have a particular way
of making me smile
at the ground.

5/16/21 by PineTreePoet

Hiking in El Yunque National Forest, we saw numerous pretty flowers and large, tropical plants.


We’re all born
tree huggers
some of us
only forget.

8/23/21 by PineTreePoet


I construct a little canvas house
and sew myself inside a little bag
and maybe I’ve cooked a little dinner
over quite the little fire
but really, I shouldn’t brag

2/18/22 by PineTreePoet


Wet pines tall as cell towers
but they carry a better connection
every drop of the wild’s waters
rain and river and dewed needle
tether me to immortal reflection

2/16/22 by PineTreePoet


Fries and shake
I’ve had a few and more than many
this day reminds me
of fries and a shake
smiles and good company

2/23/22 by PineTreePoet


Roads are too smooth
for my liking
I prefer to walk
over roots and rocks
and through the pines
where great explorers
did their wild calling

10/14/21 by PineTreePoet


It’s a weather forecast
and cold wind
pulling down through the trees

Then it’s a fine rain
like soft needles falling
from a blue ridge fog

Then it’s the sun
a clouded and blue and yellow relief
from something I didn’t need relief from

It’s the warming sun
and some rugged hillside
and my day has just begun

though I’ve been hiking
for near five hours

10/17/21 by PineTreePoet


I’m rather fonder
of woods than water
but that’s not to say
I don’t appreciate boating
and floating

It’s just that I’d rather look
upon the glass
from a shaded pine tree shore
than stare at the enchanted wood
from a bobbing little bore

3/30/23 by PineTreePoet

Hiking trips can be little or big adventures. They can take you to a local park, across the country, or around the world. That’s what these hiking poems do for me, and what I hope they will do for you. I want them to transport you to another time and place, perhaps a time and place where you were smiling big and surrounded by pines, mossy boulders, and birdsong. Or to your favorite mountaintop, lake, or trail.

As I write more hiking poems, I’ll add them to this list, so check back intermittently. And don’t forget to let me know your favorites down in the comments.

Happy trails!

Some thoughts on hiking…

What is the joy of hiking?

The joy of hiking is the sensations of wild places: the sights, smells, sounds, and even tastes of the natural world. When we remove ourselves from concrete, plastic, and steel (and all those screens), we recalibrate our desires and ambitions to align with something deeper than ourselves. That is the joy of hiking.

Why is hiking so therapeutic?

Hiking is so therapeutic because it encourages deep breathing, elevates your heartrate, and immerses you in fresh air. Hiking embraces calm wandering, or diving into nature without hurry or expectation. That’s important in our modern, busy lives. Slow down. Breathe deep. Smile. Nature is smiling with you.

Are hikers happier?

Hiking manages stress, inspires creativity, and floods your body with crisp oxygen. I’d say hikers are happier.

What should I caption hiking pictures?

Check out this list of original hiking poems for a perfect caption or quote. Just remember to tag @PineTreePoet!

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George Callahan is the creator of Pine Tree Poet. He is an author of fantasy stories and an adventure poet. He prefers mountains and pine trees to most other things, and usually takes his dog Cowboy along for the ride.


  1. #8 shows a true passion for the outdoors that you’d rather be out hiking then with friends. The outdoors can be a great friend too. like in #18, you can show up and unpack your worries, just as if you were at a dear friends house. I love these!

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