Best Bluebirds Poems

Paint me blue like the sky
rainbow's smile; thunder's cry
clouded curtains rife with rain
till shroud is lanced and bluebirds fly again
     Wistful...

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Wintry days were turning mild.
After the harsh stormy days.
     Still not a sound could be heard
     Except...

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I was a zealous fashion designer, whose elegant styles were ever in vogue,
Like the rainbow time of cool, damp evening, that elegant colors go rogue.

Lost...

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Upon glimpse of horizon when rainbow colors sprout
A tiny fawn scurries, emerging from its stealth hideout 
Strolling beneath falling petals of crepe-myrtle flowers
Glinting rays of...

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clouds like sheep
grazing in the blue
scatter on the breeze

How marvelous was the first week of March in my state. The temperatures exceeded my hopeful expectations....

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This is my humble tribute to our dear Soup member Constance La France, using some of her poem titles. This is, again,  inspired by...

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Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart
- Daniel Henry Rodgers

At dawn's first blush, 
milkweed pods, 
burst with a sigh,
A feathery shower of, 
silk sending secrets......

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~the Fear of Never~ A DRINK TO REMEMBER!


   And the fire catches every time, my heart needs a sip
I bear no shame pouring,...

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[heptapent sonnet]

The Sun has been off, hiding, where its warmth is far from here,
its lustrous fingers stroking other planes.
And I, abandoned to the winter's ruthless...

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So you say you want to sit on MY cloud.
The view, you say, is rainbows and bluebirds.
I understand you hate your polyester,
Dishwasher safe, blue light...

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Flings and wings and rings rejected…
 Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…
“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind”

Penciled lines drew...

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The sun seems to shine a little brighter

There's something special in the air

The bluebirds sing you a loving tune

every time that you appear

The children all...

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Up with sun

at the crack of the dawn

Bluebirds are playing

and singing sweet songs

Two deer are feeding

on the edge of the field

The west wind is blowing

all...

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My poem is patterned after John Crowe Ransom's "Blue Girls." I suppose you could call it a parody. His poem appears below mine.


Styling in your...

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"Burnt Aqua"



I can taste the sun
on my tongue
it spills down 
my throat
like burnt aqua
healing the beating frisson

I am ebony inside
shading in my shadow world
some somnolent...

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