Best Fledglings Poems

Trees wear a gown of bright emerald green
Where birds are nesting in branches up high
Parents shield fledglings so they can’t be seen
Until they can spread...

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The Wealth of Spring

Assorted spring flowers, naked, rise in morning sun
Breaking through a thin blanket of snow, earth spun.
Cascades of dainty Narcissus smile with golden...

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Springtime

Cascades of dainty Narcissus smile with golden faces
Drinking up the sun as morning warmth embraces.

2-12-22

YOUR BEST RHYMING COUPLET, #4 Poetry Contest~7th place out of 10...

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Out of the dark, a lambent, lovely day has dawned
In silvery brilliance the early morning is drowned
In the sapphire sky, the sun has appeared on...

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Just because your voice reaches halfway around the world doesn't mean you are wiser than when it reached only to the end of the bar.
Edward...

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Spring
summons
season of
rebirth, where birds
build nests for new-borns.
Nature's palette spreads joy
as bright colours flourish with
buttercups, daffodils, bluebells,
blooming with rows of vibrant tulips.
Golden orb begins to spread...

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Wealth of Spring

Assorted spring flowers, naked, rise in morning sun
Breaking through a thin blanket of snow, earth spun.
Cascades of dainty narcissus smile with golden faces
Drinking...

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Aloha Spirit

Sol, with his golden crown, greets me each morning
within divine rays extending out over emerald hills
and valleys that absorb his warmth of abiding light.

View...

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Bluebells in chime are shadows in training,
beech trees rising in a sheltering sky.
Sunlight peeks through, the merest of raining,
to guide the mauve buds to darkness...

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Blue Egg Mommy

You know it’s spring when she sings.
The first to show as day greets “Hello”

Her morning song so beautiful and strong.
Soon preoccupied all day...

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Sun is hiding behind glimpses of grey.

Through the window
naked trees,
their bark covered in green moss,
seem frigid and grisly.
Their bird less branches leafless,
but debris of broken...

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All around our hedgerows and gardens
Buds are forming bringing brilliant
Colour into our lives where previously
Dreary winter darkness lurked.
Everywhere new life is forming
Fields are bouncing with...

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I love many things about stunning spring
like the small fledglings taking to the wing,
as it's time for them to fly from their nest
mother nature's great,...

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Hear the soft coo-cooing that faithful love imparts, 
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I'm a 'poetaholic', wandering like a drunkard, 
until my ink flies like the mind's fledglings,
leaving behind an empty nest, 
which once kept them safe.
Some words...

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