Best Loon Poems

My legs ran fast; my back was strong
those sunny days when life seemed long
and whispered possibility! 
A loon far off was mocking me.

Instinctively, I took...

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Aloft, the gem was mounted in black velvet skies
A refulgent pearl, surrounded by glistening stars
Cradled in the arms of midnight, it hung as a prize,
as...

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~Under the Same Moon~

P.D.
Our days are different, living under the same moon
Down here in TEXAS, life carries a different tune
This world spins on its lovely...

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i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
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While whispers shush on sheltered shores, as soon the cockcrow quakes,
the seas descry a skittish sky, sense summer zephyrs wake  –
roused passions neath the...

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Just as bees squeeze like watermelon seeds
Spit across apricot fields
My wife and I on Friday
Join the lines of highways up north

Pulled by hilltops to the...

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"My Life as Poetry"



When the Lotus Eaters at Loon Junction barked
I ignored their confused chicanery
closed the gates behind me

I dropped one tear
in your sedentary ocean
it...

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Honeysuckle by the sea
lupine blue and wild sweet pea
buttercups and hare bell fair
tiny daisies for my hair
kissed by winds
of salted spray
sweetest bloom of the day
flaxen...

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I'm drifting along in a boat
In the shade of bald cypress trees
They're covered in gray Spanish moss
Hanging down to their cypress knees

With the swipe of...

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He arrived wearing pink skinny jeans
They were scruffy and ripped at the seams
He looked like a wiener
I will not be meaner
But he’s sure not the...

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Please sing me a song of love gone wrong
And I will weep in dreams while I sleep
For that's when I fear the cascade of tears
And...

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“Slips the Blue Satine”



Desire bites 
a sonnet ripped 
where the voice projects
through glossy cherry bit lips
down a telephone line
wrapped around long legs

speaking soft words
welcoming you...

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Autumn winds chant a soulful tune
Elusive songs they choose to play
as maple branches bend and sway

Aspen trees drop their leaves too soon
Hues of umber, amber...

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The fulsome figure of the moon
O'er floats midst myrrh and cassia's haze
Now piercing darkness' call of loon
Whilst rumors swirl amidst the maze
Yon swan, young goose...

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