Best Pinioned Poems

If a bird with pinioned wings
             Could speak, instead of sing
  ...

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These trembling lips cannot bear to remain mute
when their quivering begins in my deepest root
Surf upon the wave's crest of a stimulating ride,
Enter my secluded...

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"I will set you on my breath so YOU will become my life."  Rumi 

Inside this temple made of brick and clay 
the many...

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Winged Steeds of Mist

Out in the vales of freedom,
of rippled hills and plunging canyons,
there is nought but wind 
to carve through the wild horse

Light mane,...

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Inside this temple made of brick and clay 
the many shades of your heart 
are the prisms of my soul 
Pinioned and shackled to your...

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Is there enough adjectives I can use,
  to sew these sensitive sensations to you,
when my dandelion heart is 
  dense with combustible phrases,
and...

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As I stand before this old, dilapidated house,
A structure fast decaying and about to crumble, 
With its walls painted grey and white,
And the plaster bearing...

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There are three of them, Cinderella siblings:
shapely, deciduous, their leafy green
darkness undulating in the specter wind, 
its silent snare drum emulating heartbeats 
in syncopated symmetry....

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Pinioned to   my   world of ambivalence.
I cry,
I   sob,
It will   not let go.
In me it rises like the...

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Assuming hand from above
guiding fretful pinioned glove
past waltzing pines and drunken oaks,
cheerful friends yet frightened folk.
Swelling fear puffs spotted breast,
no watchful eye, no woven nest.
Sharply...

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"Millions of minions, pinioned by their sickened dominions,
asking for the opinions of popular Virginians who reside
in the capitals and Capitol of our nation's vacant soul!--

Millions...

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He is cocooned in a case as black
as a moonless night. 
He slumbers without rest,
pinioned by arms of time, 
released only by her flesh and...

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The bricks were sweating, nervous.  Icy slime
   had soaked his coat-sleeve, much to his disgust.
Tall baulks of formless timber seemed to climb
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1. CELESTIAL 2. BESMIRCH 3. PINION 4. THROES 5. SOJOURN 6. LISSOME 7. FIRMAMENT 8. REPOSE. 

HE had just completed the FIRMAMENT
and everything CELESTIAL
The vegetational implements
and...

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Two faced 
The duality of you –
I hold you sealed inside my skin
Both of your faces
Both of your voices
One named Truth
The other – Fantasy
The former...

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