Best Birds Eye View Poems

In 
preying
on others-
magpies feed on 
grief...

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First there was the glamorized Birdman of Alcatraz
While in the White House lived Lady Bird and Lucy Bird
   Sesame Street, of course, brought...

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Amazing Agape
The immaculate Father Almighty 
Soul redeemer, merciful and mighty
Wear His yoke upon you of humble heart
How to live, to love it's a magic art.

Do...

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I feel most at home
When I am beside you.
I am able to breathe freely & abundantly.
You speak kindly to my soul,
& nurture the points of...

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I wondered why I could not write
why the pen seemed dry
why words seem to circle
like an eagle looking for prey
the more I searched
words eluded me
yet...

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When I die, will I fly?
Like a bluebird would fly?
Way up high
Up above in the sky?

Will my view be beneath?
From the ground will I see?
Any...

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I'm standing on 
the edge of a cliff
you called it a mountain 
I call it a way to live
I'll be riding down
Those epic slopes
watch me...

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Outside my window is a papaya tree,
loaded with fruits mostly green
awaiting maturity for consumption
while smaller ones ripen from corruption.
One papaya fully matured almost yellow,
camouflaged by...

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It doesn't matter where we go
as long as we're together.
Surrounded by kids and grandkids
Laptop replaced by the kids.
Going to the land of the Maple trees
To...

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What's for you shall never pass you.
And you better hold it tight and know its value.
Cause there ain't nothing like taking something for granted,
waking up...

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An Owls Night Out

Perched high in the trees, far from enemies,
Your head turns in rotation, of 270 degrees.
Your sensitive ears, hears the sounds of prey,
A...

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It was a romantic endeavor
this quest for vaporous ridges,
as an adventurous spirit crested
already reaching dizzying altitudes,
short of vital breath & intensely high,
yet, there was no...

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Balcony birds eye view
Tiny gardens as tin soldiers
Tight in a row
Some as spoilt cherished children 
Desired domains
Some have dinked  boxes
Former relished
Remains....yet still standing
 
One...

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A Poem By My 9 Year Old Grandson Connor Smith

     As dawn awakens,
     he does not

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It's funny how people can judge from 
only their point of view.
Laugh at you constantly without
knowing what your going through.
See their all naive, never getting...

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