Best Soaring Poems

Soaring Hawk poised high
Back drop a deep sapphire sky 
Winds in attendance

Mighty wings unfold
Caressing the Wind Spirits
They lift and support

Circling Hawk perceives
Rainbow circle on a cloud
Framed is his shadow

On oceans of blue
Snow hills of clouds seem to float
On silvered ripples

Waves swell as they curl
White manes...

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A gift received when I was young I have no more.
It sparked my interest though it was so deep.
Its verse was somewhat prose; its words would soar
straight to my soul and not put me to sleep!

Kahil Gibran, its author, was most wise.
Part poet and philosopher...

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A bald eagle landed in a tree,
right next door to me.
I heard his screech and saw his wings, 
unfolded wide as if a king.
Proclaiming his own mighty throne,
majestic, proud and all alone.
I thought how long he’s been revered,
by our nation and others for countless years.
I...

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Finding love in play all by design
Working overtime to keep one that is all mine
Magnetic powers not able to tow the line
Letting another love go that fails to define
Why must my life be filled with so much sorrow
I just want the kind of love that...

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Have you ever imagined the feeling 
Of soaring up over the clouds 
With only the breeze between you and the earth 
Away from the bustling crowds? 
  
With occasional sound of the fiery blast 
That helps keep your airship afloat 
A peaceful and heavenly...

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When I see a lone seagull
Circling high above
I’m reminded of Jonathan
And recognize his kindred spirit
As one who would not stoop
For discarded french fries
In a stripmall parking lot
I wonder as up above he circles
How grand his aspirations
His dreams and fantasies
As he soars the openness of the...

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"soaring through rainbows"

a day with birds
brings beauty all around
caressing hearts and souls
dancing high and low
enhancing life to see
forever sharing messages
gliding to and fro so
hold close this sight of
immense beauty and peace
join them in their flight
knowing this journey true
let you heart and soul open
making their grace...

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Have you ever imagined the feeling 
Of soaring above the clouds 
Only the breeze between you and the earth 
Away from the bustling crowds 
  
With the occasional sound of the fiery blast 
That keeps your airship afloat 
An oh so peaceful, heavenly solitude...

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I am an eagle
My keen eyesight envision greatness above
I dread not the dark distance
I brace myself and fly higher still
For there is glory on that higher plane
I was meant to be a part of it
I am an eagle
Soaring higher makes me finer

Dear God,
If thy essence...

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Soaring High
Looking up I spot a bird; floating in the sky just soaring way up high. Graceful with wings spread never seeming to move slowly he circles around. In the distance another calls out as joining in this dance in the sky! The two ever...

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Now soaring high above the lands
that form the Big Sur shore,
her wings enjoin the wind and sky
set free forevermore.
Where hills, broad shouldered, meet the sea
eternal, vast, and blue,
and cloud-laced skies above the earth
now greet her soul so true.
She soars, a butterfly set free, 
o'er all...

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Feathered grand masters of the air,
Winged lords of the sky,
Chieftain's of the heights divides,
Behold the great American Eagle.
Flying rafters grappling at the moon kingdom
Of illusions, shadow stalkers by the night's
Tidal eclipse, do these lunar hunters await
For the weak and meek, to emerge from 
Purging's black...

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Standing in awe of creation
Thinking of all that God made
Amazed at the beauty of it all
I looked in wonder at the heavens
Radiant in the rising of the sun
Wishing that all mankind saw it as I did
Astonished at the intricate art work
Yet humbled by its Creator

To...

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The soaring eagle
But under that lady dad is
A snorring tiger...

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This is meant to be a manual, a set of sober instruction
that you can use, once you get past this lengthy introduction,
as a “how to” for learning to feel what it feels like when you fly,
and to free your earthbound body so you can scamper...

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