Best Sparrow Poems

Oh if I were a true poet
one that could write a good rhyme
I would compose a few ones
and earn myself a dime.
 
Why, I'd write...

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I don’t know how many millions or billions
Of sparrows there are, but the Father does
How can he know when each sparrow falls?
He knows every detail...

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He called it love and his captivating way,
   She called it fear and longed for the day.
All alone she cried those bitter nights,
...

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Her trembling twilight 
dims with streaking purple tears
bruised by youthful years of bleeding pain
hurting but never hugged --
locked in the arms of atmosphere’s apathy
that smeared...

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Abigail’s Spring - Favorite 

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to...

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I play with words, but I’m not sure why I write poetry.
One day I just felt the need to try! I write poetry!

It fills my...

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I will always remember the moment we met.
(Haunting woodlands in springtime, your slim silhouette)
The glint in your eyes sparked a tempest at dawn
overwhelming the dreams...

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Just because your voice reaches halfway around the world doesn't mean you are wiser than when it reached only to the end of the bar.
Edward...

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There’s endless miles of golden sandy beaches
Sparkling aqua waters as far as the eye can see
Gods and Goddesses frolic au naturel down under
Here’s where Heaven...

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An empty echo bellows from within the depths of a chasm. Endless and cold, it moans an apathy that desecrates the sanctity of love and...

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The atmosphere rings with the bell like calls
of the plover flock, long before they are spotted.
The flight herringbones a grey fedora sky.
Markings of white and...

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God named me a straying cloud,
and by His perpetual wish I abide...
as the loneliest cloud floating on the earth's breeze.
I glance below and discover the...

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I pause for a robin, musing on dogwood pink,
As red cardinal dashes-in, hops, hops, and sits,
Warbling of silken-rose blossoms of peonies
And fragrant white flowers of...

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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...

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The Power of One

Slowly shadows devour the day’s light,
The silhouette of fear draws breath 
From the soul left gasping,
A firestorm of fury gathering,
Like mists of...

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