Best Aeries Poems

Someday I'd like to wander free
like butterfly, like bumblebee,
perhaps to plant a willow tree
beside the silent solemn sea,

before these things exist no more,
from mountain top to shifting shore,
when, soon, bald eagles cease to soar
and build their aeries nevermore,

and fish forsake polluted streams
(where sulfur swims and...

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I know I’ve made a thousand journeys,
withstood the tests of time and foe
shed the dust and shouldered worries
struggled onward against the flow.

Unconforming, seldom bending
straight the path I ever took.
Challenge was my unending passion
contradiction I forsook.

I’ve battled tempests ‘fore and ‘hind me,
I’ve seen the devil at...

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November 29, 2023
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The footfalls are audible in the hall.
I can hear scraping against the wall.
During that time, I was lying in bed.
The obscurity engulfs me in dread.

A screech can be...

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There they rested on rusting rails so regal yet so stark.
An old steam engine and its caboose now sit silent in the park.
Since I was on a casual stroll and had some time to squander,
I sat upon a beckoning bench, its yesteryears to ponder.

In my...

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We ask the sky, how brave is night,
whose shining moon and stars set right
earth's course through darkness  shadowed maze
until the dawn greets, sun ablaze.

Night holds, yet many fear and dread.
Starlight shares quiet peace instead,
and bright from its celestial tower
shine clear to salve each heart's...

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When growing up on the farm in Indiana even at 'round the age of three,
I began to notice simple yet beautiful things that surrounded me.
Strange though it seems, I found beauty in grumpy bumble bees,
And was fascinated by the gold and crimson foliage of autumn's...

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I was born
Under a bad sign
The sign of the scorpion
In late October
In the year of the Goat

I did my chart once
I had five stars
In Scorpio

Sun, Rising Star, Mars, 
Jupiter and Pluto
Moon in Aeries 

A very Scorpion signs 
Filled with passion, fire 
And furry

The woman who...

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Her barely wings stretch out loud
With hopes of landing on a cloud
She eyes a launch her perch so proud
All aeries watch as if a crowd

A sanctuary set so sky
There is no land seen in her eye
Only twigs and leaves are why
She must go now or...

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Out of an earthly finality of death,
Life rises, embraces freed souls,
above the mournful masses,
Life soars higher than eagle's aeries.
Life encircles broken hearts,
rising, rising.
The sweet Lord, 
He gathers His flowers. ~...

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