Best Roosted Poems

Tropical quadra plateau, Amazing bright sunny,
Glided waterfall Carrying happiness in their gunny.
Long nodding flower's joyously plumed,
Everbody waving happily, the herald bloomed.
Eureka, I love this heaven on earth!

Hazy perished hills, houses trenching at the outskirts,
Swaning over to the fluctuating peak of mountains, roosted with struts.
Orchid waftured,...

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Comes silently
on sorrel moccasins

roosted on tortoiseshell
of root cellar

singing, stumbling
in numb imaginings

lit with half-light
vegetables
squeezed in jars
of russet and avocado

above
a cornice of sky
split with laughter
searching
for broken arrowheads
gold and silver among leaves

air billowed white
from lips
soft frail bones
of snowflakes
magically appear
scattering in breath
taken away
into apple night...

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I wonder if the trees could talk
Would they tell about the breeze?
Would they talk about the sunshine?
Or of their many different leaves?

Would they talk about that woodpecker
That's roosted on their limb?
Or maybe device a brilliant plan
To rid themselves of him

Would they tell us of their...

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I went to the orchard to pick a pear.
I picked another so I’d have a pair.
But now their skins I’d have to pare.

One was all I had gone there for
but soon I had a basket with four.
For room, I moved them to the fore.

It got...

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sammy scampered up a tree

to see what she might see

so far she boosted

an old owl roosted

on sams precarious knee.
...

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When I glanced out my window on this bleak December morn,
My eyes were drawn to the Ponderosa Pine standing so forlorn.
Gradually, as if decorated by God's own Artistic Hand,
'Twas soon bedecked with colorful ornaments so very grand!

Its boughs were adorned by garlands of snow in...

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Crawling through the dirt trying to get back to my perch, 
where I once sang so free and acted happily 
in the sunshine of my life things were really going well.

A fall from broken wings, I fell into the dust, 
choking there at first waiting...

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Silver moonlight dappled the forbidden fruit of Eden’s boughs
even as songbirds roosted alongside the serpent’s beguiling tongue.
His whispers echoed angelic refrains, lulling the forgetful.
Agency is power; granted only to gods, and choice is choice above all.
One juicy bite, deliciously self-empowering, changed everything.

The potency of a...

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A handsome rooster with red-breasted feathers, soft and lustrous,
and a head covered with golden plumage,
was too unhappy to sing about his age,
so he embarked on a long journey, sadly departing from his friends.  


Thousands of miles over farms, vallies, villages and cities he flew,
seeking...

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so tell me then illustrious men
who've wandered far beyond the ken
Of we who strive with words and pen
to tell the world of  cock and hen
who roosted in the way back when
in lofts of thatch and wicker den
resting in the soggy fen
Or tending hind in...

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A long time ago was a place of tranquillity;
The garden of Eden, where everything had harmony.

Peace filled the air with creatures great and small;
Even the plants and trees grew extremely tall.

There was a tree that grew very high;
With many branches bearing fruit in the sky.

There...

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As morning arises and grogginess continues to overtake
The smell of something brewing suddenly helps one to awake
Stumbling Down the stairs with eyes sunk low
A Sweet aroma lets each subject know
That sips of glory are just about to be there
The tortuous suddenly becomes the hare
Black with...

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The pigeons and seagulls were having a fight.
(Reporters might call it the “Gray versus White.”)
Lined up on the railing, awaiting some food,
There seemed to be tension, an ominous mood.

Since in that location, for year after year,
The pigeons have roosted; they’ve made their career
Of circling over...

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12/5/20


Better choose quick
Just might lose if
You don't do it

Awesome or a nuisance
It either was or wasn't in the blueprints
Still a loner, or already shot by Cupid's
Arrow, underneath a sky that is moonlit

They spread lies, but the truth is
Staying sharp or a doofus
Handy or useless
In a...

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This is written by a 12 year old student. Please comment kindly. I am the teacher.

The sun comes out in the morning.
The moon comes out at night.
The roosters rise at dawn.
The wolves wake at dusk.
The roosted wake the farmers.
The wolves hunt the roosters.
The farmers hunt...

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