Best Crowing Poems

In dawn's aura, mountains glistened with snow.
Rooster's crowing proclaimed the break of day.
December's frosty winds began to blow
as clouds shadowed a sullen shade of gray,
and...

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The wood smoke is rising,
there’s a chill in the air,
the valley’s in shadow,
with the pear tree still bare,
but I know by morning,
what the new day...

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          Spring comes early,
          when you live...

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The morning's first cup is sweetest, rich and hot, 
as I look through my kitchen window at the hickory.

The low branches will come off first.

Once...

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"Courting the Sublime Significance of Nothingness"



The blue lines ripple like waves
to the right side of the page
vacantly calm 

from the shallow depths 
of the ponderous...

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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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Reflections of God
I feel God’s presence when walking o'er hills
In nodding heads of golden daffodils
In fields of green and crystal waterfalls
In trees standing proud, statuesque...

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Reflections of God
I feel God’s presence when walking o'er hills
In nodding heads of golden daffodils
In fields of green and crystal waterfalls
In trees standing proud, statuesque...

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Salvations Rests Behind True Faith's Gold Door

Heart mourning under the cold starry night
O' tis the pain cloaked and frigid cold
And yes, it is far from...

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‘’twas all wild—All wind, All shores:
Seas were brewing savage storms;
Rambling clouds were moving thunder—
Thunder herself, did her chores…
 With white, foaming, briny waters—
The fleet of...

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Placed upon one's head a crowing glory
sparkling jewel destiny 
a soul's song to the heart...

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From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes...

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Said the fauna to the flora, upon the forest floor
“Which tree is the tallest, is it the Sycamore?”
The Tulip tree was listening and answered “it...

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“Tubman”




What colours a heart
courage?

What colours a mind
belief?

What colours a soul
unity?

Underground
we carry torches

from station 
to station

We are the Light
We Lead

No colour 
No religion

No epic 
delusion

Where is...

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Daybreak usually greets me when it ascends each day.
Yawning, I drowsily rise from the comfort of my bed
as the horizon glows with colors in resplendent...

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