Winging Poems - Poems about Winging

...Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well The cards began flying up and down the hill We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast. The seven of hea......Read the rest...

... suddenly a rich embroidery with sunlight pouring and a hundred chirping birds winging oh, here comes a parade of butterflies fluttering to kiss each swaying delightful wildflower ......Read the rest...

... "Spontaneity is childlike wonder, it is simplicity, abandon and curiosity; but, it takes 'courage' to embrace the unexpected." ......Read the rest...

...Such singing and dancing! Hardy harly har har We are winging and prancing At the grizzly bear bar The bears are all sleeping For it is February, so they hibernate In March we will be scatteri......Read the rest...

...Sailing, sailing on a white capped feeling Dreaming, dreaming senses set to reeling When I see your face Captivated by your ......Read the rest...

... "Snow loves the forest and trees that he kisses them, sweetly, covering them in a white blanket, whispering, sleep my darlings." Based on a......Read the rest...

...The boomeranging echo deafening to receive retro rockets smoking with the effort to retrieve What dignity affords Approaching the singularity Where mathematics misbehave Infinitely distort......Read the rest...

... Journey Journal Page MISSING YOU (For my parents, and parents-in-law) By Leon Enriquez The Angel of Death has come today To take your beautiful soul away Our mortal hearts are broken wi......Read the rest...

...Vacantly staring into the night sky She saw big bellied clouds drifting away Are they fleeing away from the luminous moon? Or mercilessly driven out After being robbed off everything......Read the rest...

...I must be walking closer to death for spirits of the forest are stalking me visiting with curious hope like ghosts from the past talking to me as kin as familiars wooing me into the fold of c......Read the rest...

...Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well The cards began flying up and down the hill We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast. The seven of hea......Read the rest...

...I see you from the heights of a pine. I get trippy-dizzy with you beneath me. I’m that dandelion all alone, talking on the telephone, wondering where you’ve been - to Everest or a deserted ......Read the rest...

...Is it strange the things I say here and how I just use this place to clear my brain. Im not really trying I dot prethink what I say I notice some of those things are pretty lame. If you happen ......Read the rest...

...Like skipping stones on red river in heart Let it be known love of God is holy art No two creations will be the same Some love with laughter others love with rain The laughter is the joy of the......Read the rest...

...Bee I am. A tiny, winging insect. A friend to all folks and lovely blooms alike. Each morn I set out merry, humming a delectable tune, in rain and sun, never taking rest, to feast on......Read the rest...