Best Fledged Poems

Circa vista under seen

life and spirit flow..

sublime outline forms


little hill folds down..

cross the valley bleating sheep

combs coombe the eyrie hawk..!



copyright Joe Maverick 2011...

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He worked at the local newspaper office.
I worked for his employer’s wife as a mother’s helper.
He had served his apprenticeship 
and was now a full...

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When I first flew the nest, my spirits were low; 
how my world has changed from one year ago. 
Now fully fledged, I spread open...

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Ninja Jan


Ninja Jan is all dressed up in her ninja suit
And is ready to take the battle with full force
She knows how to infiltrate the...

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I never really got to know you,
you were always busy with other things.
And I feared the stories I'd heard were true;
you were a full-fledged bird...

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I was a happy, fluent linguist, fruitfully helping revive endangered languages,
As colorful rainbows walk across the sky, in buttery hours, turned languorous.

I enjoyed doing practical...

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The last of my tomatoes are in a basket
I keep in the corner of my kitchen shelf.
I can’t remember when I picked them
But there are...

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Nexus had not yet reached the other side
When we started to enter in a wood
On which no any sign of pathway lied. 

No green fronds,,...

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Unquotable quotes: Writers – XXXVIII

     for Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra and Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoieski  
     who...

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In Love- Our story ( a sort of Sonnet)

 

That first day in the factory, your eye
had followed me as down the aisle I passed
still...

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Dozy Dick and his Magic Stick it comes to life at night
Takes him to a world of joy and pure delight

Transports him to a place...

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War, Is Unholy Hell

War is wicked rot and most holy hell
 man's evil is its murdering spell
Yet mankind never ever truly learns
 love and faith...

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Butterfly Wing Man


OH …. would I……could I……should I…..????
Write about the butterfly…….and why?

Awakens from his past ---full fledged
while beneath I stand ---still pledged

To hold my ground...

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The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim...
Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay,
God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the...

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Summer Memories
Summer Realities

This, the first day of summer, two thousand and two, finds me,
slipping back into what once was my desire, my need, my reality.
This...

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