Whistle Poems - Poems about Whistle

... do your bit for king and country. are you a coward? or are you brave? so now is the time to sacrifice you don`t want to let your mates down it`s a kinship of the soul you know that’s the Au......Read the rest...

... a boys own adventure has now begun on a beach blazed under a Turkish sun we`re here to take land from the evil Hun and are told we are doing this for everyone orders were given from the mothe......Read the rest...

...Cardinals and nuthatches Sing in the morning Serendipitously in unison Unhinged with no warning A motionless conductor As I sit in my space Melodies arrive equivocally Put a smile on my f......Read the rest...

...Asleep in the bottom drawer A place I now call home I hear a voice call my name "Sockie, Sockie" where are you I am here I seem to yell But my voice was muffled By rolls of clothing hell ......Read the rest...

... Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose A brief time together as by seven I've left Out to the garden, the street and then left Along cobbled paths wh......Read the rest...

...Grandma's Stories “Can I tell a tale? Well sit.I'm going to. Pull up a chair, or on the floor that will do. I'm elderly now as things are reckoned, and i may forget the story in the next second.......Read the rest...

... The cacophony never lasted long, we always found new variations, to the same ancient music. If at times a sobering truth impelled us to acknowledge, that the opus of our works was merely a ......Read the rest...

... A song trickles from the thicket... bouncing off the cowlicked grass. It tilts its beak toward my whistle... re-branding the day "Bull thistle magic". ......Read the rest...

...whistle through tree lines piercing sound of currents flow defining silence......Read the rest...

.... I saw her's at the distance I tried the whistle It flew out like tweety bird's caught by sylvester f......Read the rest...

...I am still holding my belly and rocking from side to side as if my mother had just died. Reality is mumbling between my teeth and tension is crawling up and down my stomach. The music is playing but ......Read the rest...

...no words could explain my feelings for her or capture the intensity of how it feels to look at her. i could tell you her eyes are like the glistening water on a stream in summer next to a bed o......Read the rest...

... “Chickery Chick Cha-la Cha-la” Was a happy little ditty From days gone by, my how time flies Those words were warm and witty “Lamsey doats and dosey doats” Brings back those days o......Read the rest...

...7:15 on a Sunday evening Sparrows abdicate a sunny throne Chattering Coyotes scan the field Church doors are locked The swirling scent of incense settles Cold winds whistle ‘round the steeple A......Read the rest...

...In the mirror, one day, the stranger will stand and you will gaze long, The shadow of what was, shall fade into the unknown to be. You allowed others to be the carriers of self, and they misdirecte......Read the rest...