Best Sing Poems

Hidden away 
between the broken chimes
of church bells 
lies the dream of a man
the waltz of a butterfly
and love for one woman
He carves her name from a star
on a pebble~
burying it deep
where corals sleep

Across the moon 
wishes concieve
from moist salt on his cheek
in the womb...

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I came across a baby bird
And I wondered of its flight
A life had just begun
with a rough starting plight

Along came a gust of wind
as if blown by the sea
But it's a mountain top high
For this baby bird with me

It was then, our dreams were born
as...

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We all seem to think of flowers, only in the sun.
Did you realize at night, it is time they dance in floral fun?

After the busy insects, got their tasty food for the day,
The flowers can relax in the most unique, enchanting way.

They recall with nostalgia,...

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Cantas en mi Corazon 
Una Colaboración con Michael P. Clarke

Spanish Version - Free Verse

Ven en mis brazos, tu templo tan cerca de mí,
Estoy perdido en tus ojos, la gloria del amor ahora veo.
Escucho la canción de tu corazón mientras estamos en el abrazo del amor,
Cuando...

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Sing, Birds Sing

Sun
Smiling
Gleefully
Blushes blue dawn
While robin's musing
Pink-dogwood dreams
Rejoicing
Blooming
Spring

Where
Playful
Cardinal
Hops, hops, and sits
Then curves a sharp spin
Flying up high
Savoring
Freedom
Flight

Lone
Sparrow
Sitting on
Red maple tree
Whistles and dances
Reveling in
Lilacs and
Lilies
White

Sing
Birds sing
Exalting
Season's beauty
Warbling, frolicking
Serenading
Cheerfully
Sing birds
Sing

Sing
Of joy
Of prairies
Of giggling streams
Of butterflies, bees
Flowering trees
Sing of hearts
Sing of
Love

February 20, 2022
Placed 1st: A Brian Strand Formed...

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Down where the lavender wisteria blooms. 
For the first time this spring, and early in the morning  
I heard the whip-poor-will sing its intriguing tune. 

Later, when I looked out the kitchen window. 
Birds of many species were swarming freshly filled birdfeeders.
House finches, red...

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My Dear Son,
It’s March
I can already hear you—
small feet like birds’ wings
fluttering through the air
skipping, hopping, laughing
chasing me chasing you

your laughter—
a chorus that fills the house
sharp and sweet as a bell
tugging at the edges of the room…..

Futures are fragile
held like a delicate orchid 
between cupped...

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Angels Sing

I hear them, 
all the time. 
When I pick up my child, 
and hold her close, 
her breath…
Harps; lovely,
faraway, 
and distant.

When I go to my grandmothers, 
and clean her kitchen, 
all afternoon, 
while she teaches me, 
how to make, 
cornbread and beans…
the right way.
Violins...

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It was not long ago
By the reck'ning of things
You were yet a wee one
Yet under our wing-
Now you have grown up
Like snow follows Spring -
Now you're a Mother,
All Mothers must sing.

All Mothers must sing,
Though not always with voice;
'Tis a matter of Truth,
Not a question of...

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A thread ...
ties me to the Infinite
a tendril of sonorous joy, expressed
weaves the depth of my marrow
to all that is and was and shall be and shan't ...

O - sing, my soul, of all that I am - sing of what I can't be!

A breath...

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Sing me that song of compelling phrase,
Make me long to dance to your croon
With halting rhythms of a distant place.

I shall look longingly into your face,
Lost in the music, we shall commune
Sing me that song of compelling phrase.

I miss the warmth of your embrace,
Your body...

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When I am weary, tired and worn
When the day on wings has flown
When dusk comes with hushed repose
When I lie, a wilted rose
Sing to me

When my heart is bruised and sore
When my voice cannot implore
When my tears streak down my face
When my fears need saving...

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These seasons which sing in silent symphonies,
   like the hush of a new age,
   like portals to pretence,
   actualized to change itself;
   
The winter wind ---
   he who loses his cool to birth of Spring,
...

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Golden rays filter through rustling red leaves
Oscillating fall colors to rhythms of evening
Amid sounds exotic as animals roam freely
Deep into wilderness, where rare birds sing,
Where trees groove merrily to musical winds,
Whirling, weaving motifs of autumnal glee;

While leisurely they stroll, exulting playfully,
Exchanging stolen looks of notions...

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Break forth, o dawn! Rise up and sing the sun
from underneath the hills into the light.
Put out the crimson fires and take a run
through azure laced with lazy wisps of white.

To sleep, o moon! It’s time for you to wane
and nestle in below the canopy.
Dear...

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