Best Swifts Poems

Four Swifts
Live up to their name
As they dart and sail
On the late summer breeze

There's a delight 
In knowing I'm the only one
Who watches them
Up here, on my balcony

Here they come again
My binoculars cannot catch them
They are better enjoyed
In full panoramic view...

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The sky `s their scene
Banquet theirs in blue
Swerving arcs of black serene,
Black shrapnel of an angel`s song.

A dance of life itself
Relentless unremitting
Screaming songs of joy.

All creatures great and small.
Small nothings lshowing us the awe....

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December is approaching with gelid gusts,
soon the candid snow will spread its white blanket
and dominate the lifeless and desolate land;
nevertheless, those pallid swifts with wide wings
search for warmer places livelier and more pleasant.

Gianni and Lucy follow their flight and look sad,
no birds flying around while...

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A chirp-chirp-chirping I find delightful
Echoing through my open hearth,
Chimney swifts have returned to nest
In the open flue, their usual berth.

Warmth from the pilot light drifts aloft
Keeping the nestlings nice and warm,
Nurturing parents flying back and forth
Capturing insects from spring’s swarm.

Feeding their voraciously hungry young
Who soon...

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Watch them on this Summer’s night –
They hunt and sleep upon the wing,
Scything through the fading light
With high-pitched screams – they never sing.

High in the humid air they sail
Like scimitars, their swept-back wings
A sooty brown with short forked tail;
They prey on flies and other things.

A...

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You are sunshine and a storm all at once
We are moved by your expertise, the loving
Art isn't in museums alone when you roam free
A masterpiece itself finessed on inspiring

Took days to hear your gentle sing
Any chance you'd lift my chin like you knew my worries
I...

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Buoys bounce up and down,
crashing waves make a sound
Seagulls fly away from here,
with your spirit staying near
Unmarked islands hold our secrets,
unknown memories lay beneath us
Tan marks and forgotten thoughts,
wanting to leave - I think not
Running streams and worn leaves,
pair less shoes near empty booze
Each one...

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I saw the swifts again today,
High on the wing and weaving the crags to the clouds.

I watched them last from my Fall lawn,
Flickering between fantasy and truth,
And whistling their secrets to the wind.  

They’d vanished brusquely with the cold,
Disappearing from the dusk goodbyes as...

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She's strutting down the neon streets,
With a smile that the world can't beat.
Glitter rains from every note,
Catching fire in her velvet coat.

Crowds roar wild, the beat won't slow,
She's the spark that sets the show.
Dizzy lights and hearts that sway,
In her name, the night's in play.

Gold...

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BE TOLD
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azure blue sky, sun shines free,
swallows dip and glide, agree.
swifts on their way, what for them?
fickle weather a problem!

nature must regain control.
climate change blows hot and cold!
wear warm clothes if on a stroll.
natures still fickle, be told!

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