Best Beaks Poems

...His scarlet head droops
towards his soulless emerald chest.
Perched upon a fruitless branch,
his spiritless eyes stare 
at the emptiness of freedom.

Above, streaks of ruby hints
flow among co......

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...I pause for a robin, musing on dogwood pink,
As red cardinal dashes-in, hops, hops, and sits,
Warbling of silken-rose blossoms of peonies
And fragrant white flowers of magnolia’s zeal
While you’r......

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...In still the night, the beaks slumber.
The weary wings, of great number,
In lightest twitch, upon the dark
Etching on oak, wait for dawn’s hark.
In common sleep - sigh......

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...Night was covered in pitch darkness.
Looked fearful without a ray of brightness.
Through wilderness, moved beasts monstrous.
Nature looked so terrifying and cheerless.

After a night......

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...Notice how the birds sing long after we listen.
We oft’ are engulfed with our trampoline thoughts.

With gossiping beaks, they chirp and they flap.
We mimic their tweets, in our minds, as we beat......

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...Where cradled canyons sing
Of ebony wood in the forest
There lies a gurgling spring
Where cockcrows sing their chorus
To the melody of singsong birds
There I’ve concealed my sensuous words
Filled wit......

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"Scarecrow"



Worldliness 
in those 
who traverse 
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thoughts;
semicolan, pause
their notes;
Mark a lin......

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...This is a translation from the original poem "Dui Pakhi" (Two Birds) in Bengali  by India's Nobel-laureate Poet, Rabindranath Tagore.     

      The caged bird was in a golden cage,
      The bir......

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...Long long ago in a lonely lovely hill
When earth was young, handsome and green
Besides the meadow near the curly winding flow
There stood a tree proudly high and spry.

Swaying and dancing in wh......

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...Sad Heart, now thou art wither’d from the Sun,
What man, or god, will near thee run?
Wrought in twist like branches in Tempests' gasp,
What Comfort, or Gauze, shall be near to grasp?
True ones begott......

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...The sea gulls down at Barry aren’t your average little pests 
 They think they own the sea side and the all wear hooded vests 

Their beaks are pierced with hoops and studs and drink from cans of ......

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...''Let their beaks be bolted
Till all breath their last''
Says Lord Gaga of our sky.
So when we eye a chick below
And perch on it recoveringly
To pet the wolves in our guts
Behold their crescend......

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...Four legs quiver
like clumsy cabrioles
striking smooth gray rivers
of zig-zag sidewalk barrios
in rhythm with happy shivers
syncopated on a muffled drum
as we talk and stroll

On our way
han......

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...SPRING CONSTANZA - NOT FOR CONTEST

New life arrives in stunning spring
When many animals give birth
rejuvenating mother earth 

I love to hear the bluebells......

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"50 Words for Poe: Witch"




She liked driving fast
The number plate in the dust
Read DOT.OZ.LimaLimaBrava 
Their destination was Wichita

Fo......

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