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Details | Rhyme |

Dixie Bird

Dixie was a little bird
Who flew from tree to tree
With bright blue eyes
And feathers gold
She was a site to see.

From tree to tree
And branch to branch
She flew around all day.

Her song would reach the tallest branch
Happy, loud and gay.

One day Dixie met her mate
While flying 'round the trees
A beautiful male with feathers orange
For all the world to see.

From that day on they fell in love
And that was plain to see
For the very next spring the trees were full
Of orange feathered birds with eyes
Blue as the sea.

Copyright © Josette Key | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

Two Hearts full of Love

I am a heart full of love
that shook the pilars that held her colussium up
her heart filled with sorrow,
I swing such fury toward her heart and soul
she cowards away from me,
in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black
and not searching what is in the light of pure white.

I am a heart full of love,
she runs and takes the long dirt road,
through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside,
as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes,
the blooming of the rose,
like the blooming of my heart,
a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime.
I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love.
Lost in the midnight twilight,
the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls.
and like a frightened hummingbird,
she flees away from the secrets of falling in love.

A heart full of love ready to love,
it is diffcult to feel and to show,
but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime
my love is ready to bloom.

Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere
lit up only with four wax candles
a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece
in honour of my one true love.

As the twilight shine though my bedroom window,
I show a heart full of love,
to take and to hold for eternity.

And as she slowly moves forward,
she takes me home with her,
and opens her chest and shows me her heart
with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette.
She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder,
I curise her hair, silk laced hair,
shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky.

My heart full of love,
so divine, so original
a one of a kind.

We make love in the midst of the twilight,
as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more,
her pain is no more.
Too show such love makes a man feel free
and his soul lighter.
She holds him there,
as the sun rises over the mountains.
The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness,
and they talk about everything beautiful and kind,
that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world.

Romance and love shared
with a heart full of love,
smile and kiss upon smooth lips,
feel me against your tight body,
and love me till the morning
when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face.
and we go with him,
and play a game of risk,
and together forever,
onto a diffrent world
we shall love each other forever,
for you and I both have a heart full of love.

Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

i love you too

looking for our place on the line of like or love 
emotions soaring in the sky like a lost dove
the one lonely bird just trying to make its way
the little bird just needs one friend to make it stay
having this companion is more than enough
but one without the other, and life gets tough
two doves on the line of love, trying to get through
when all the one wanted to say, was i love you too

Copyright © macy southern | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric |

Walk On

If I could write a story,I'd write about the past.
The masks and all the words I was afraid to speak.
It would be a story without moral.
I've learned nothing from this journey.
The chapters would be short and simple
In the form of thoughts and riddles.

If I could write a poem to heal myself
I'd un-bandage these wounds
And let them bleed on my page.
I promised myself I wouldn't wait.
I wouldn't have hope but thanks to you
That's all I know.
I'd pack all these things and give them to you,
Because I know patience and love are both virtues.
But if you burned them as physical memories
You know I'd understand.

Wave steady and ignore the tragedy.
Torn between the stories and poetry.
Wave steady and ignore this disaster.
Rummage through the wreck and salvage what you can.
Walk around and hope that you never see
This fragile bird and his broken wings.

There's no shame to sing your favorite song
To save your life.
I'll sing all that I can sing,
And I'll say all that I can say
To make sure I turn out alright.

Walk on and ignore  this tragedy.
Torn between the stories and poetry.
Walk on and ignore this disaster.
Rummage through the wreck and salvage what you can.
Walk on and hope that you never see
This fragile bird and his broken wings.

And I'll sing all that I can sing.
I'll say all that I can say
To make sure I turn out alright.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012

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which one

am I a lover or a fighter
which one could it be
I've been told that I'm a fighter
I see a lover inside of me
take a close look, with your eyes open
and you'll see a heart ready to be opened
the mystery will intrigue the mystical
part of your mind
your mind will enduldge every untouched part of me
I'll give you more than what your imagination can hold
only then can you see the true me 
the me I allow no-one to see
are you worth it, you think you can handle me
think about your sanity how do you need to impress me
try it you think you can ride this wild bird 
settle me from flying free
this bird is stronger than a tree
ride this baby it's a long hard ride,
you can come lets flee, away from misery

Copyright © Insane Rose insane | Year Posted 2010

Details | Romanticism |


                     BIRDS SING LOVE
1.	All fowls in the air
What they sing do you hear!
If you are not dumb to cheer
Open your eyes and ear
To discern beauty so clear.
Whilst imitating them dear.
2.	For you they all sing.
Before you is a dancing.
They play love and convincing,
Not for nothing
They are troubling
But, truly offering
Free essential learning.

3.	Birds are joyful all over,
Not a sobering is either.
They sing for you to hear.
All the day is
“Love your dear”
“Love her prettier”
“Make her appear
A lovely miss cinthier”.

4.	In the morning they sing,
“Take her along”
“Give her a song”
“Make her sing”.
“Make her swing”
“Make her smiling
Like a life long king”.

5.	In  the afternoon they cry
“Make her cry
With a madly cry”.
“Make her fly
A dreaming sky”.
“Make her spy
And feel so shy
Of your eyes so dry”.

6.	In the evening they dance,
“Tight her close”
“Touch her nose”
“Pull her blouse,
Make it loose
In a deem-light house”.
“Ride her course
Like a champion horse”.

7.	At night,
“Keep her bright”,
“Keep her right”.
“Blind her sight
And caress her tight”.
 “Block her fight
To let her fight
In a jolly light”.

Copyright © SAMSON MANYALA | Year Posted 2016

Details | Quatrain |

Vow of Silence

Vow of Silence; Well the dawn draws nigh in the pale blue sky and the birds outside in song; as I close my eyes and droop my head and wonder what went wrong; till the sun sits high in some grey-white sky outside kids laugh and play; but I don't get far before she returns and I wonder what to say; but the silence lingers till the day-light dwindles and the dusk stalks gently on; now the streets are quiet and she was right, right, right all along; But it's night time now and I kept my vow and the birds have quit their song; and I wonder, I wonder if before I die, if I'll ever sing along.

Copyright © Paul Allen | Year Posted 2015

Details | ABC |

Free Bird

I do love you,
But I need to sit you free,
Cause all I ever do is,
Cause you pain and hurt,
No One desvrse this much pain in thier life,
So I'm setting you free bird fly away,
In time you'll forget all about me and
all our memories...

Copyright © Kristina Gilpin | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

You Know I Did Love You

…on a Sunday morn, against the ever watchful
and furtive glances of bird feeders, who enjoy
the occasional, yet so gentle breeze; 
the vibrant façade of this kirk and voices of hummingbirds,
in the rays of my morning orb, you suddenly appear

before me, with echoes of our yesteryears;
your sad, sad face reminds me of happy, happy times 
that you once etched in my heart; now you came, with desire 
of wanting me back, I know, for I can feel it
as I listen to your whisper to the wind “I still love you!”

“Great, just great! You know I did love you, 
but it is too late now Honey!” my eyes silently answer;
…the vibrant façade of this kirk and voices of hummingbirds 
have already intertwined, with resounding wishes 
and marching of bird feeders, to part our ways, for eternity.

Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2007

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Night Bird

Did you hear the night bird calling,
gently luring her away?
Did you feel the thunder rolling,
as you watched her drift away?

Did she watch the roses dying,
as your world turned black and gray?
Does she sleep in blissful slumber,
as you keep foul ghosts at bay?

Do you feel the cold rain pelting,
while the sunshine lights her way?
Will your spirit ne'er recover
from those words she spoke that day?

Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2009