Best Tanagers Poems

Wintry days were turning mild.
After the harsh stormy days.
     Still not a sound could be heard
     Except the hammering of posts
As I prepared the bird feeders.
Surely it was time for their return.

Yet not a sound could I...

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With the incoming sounds of spring, a resurrection of life,  
the chilliness flees. Quote _ by Poet 



Ready for a new season, Spring birds
Shake off winter; embracing 
The bonniest warmness weather,
Babies born, and color of nature's crowns.

Scarlet Tanagers chatter, flying round,
Feasting on caterpillar’s slowness...

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Summer Nights in the South


Green fireflies blink in the quiet of night

and our sleeping old dog heaves a sigh.

Dreaming, she sprints through a youthful blue sky

chasing delicate clouds, cotton-white.



A red-sunset tanager* colors the warm air

from a perch in the majestic oak limbs above

professing by lullaby,...

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Mediums of Winter parse
translucent runes on the tines 
of sloping firs basking like mallards 
in March's brusk sunshine. 
Arctic oracles echo on the lake's hard sapphire 
with pearl crests punctuating 
Spring's arrival while cat tails exclaim 
nascent umber banks. As teals float 
in a tarot...

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My summer garden revealed gay pansies with faces,
As the scarlet tanagers flew roundabout singing.
A rapt audience, the flowers beamed in all places,
In the hour that golden butterflies were winging!

I sat myself on the porch swing, already in motion,
And I smiled to see pretty faces turned...

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sunflower garden
teeming with bright red roses
shares the gold spotlight

heat haze of noonday
sparkles berries on the ground
green tanagers fly

sunflower summer
of lilac purple passions
lustrous and dreamy...

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For quite a while we were cursing our almost ice age days and nights
Though we got our dear Santa, merry Christmas and fluid delight
Tasty chocolate before the fireplace and the warmth nestling in nightshirt
Still we were waiting when the sun would tilt to us and...

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Time for a walk in the meadow to clear my head
I got up rather early and jumped out of bed,
A quick cup of coffee and a small piece of toast
I must get on my way before the sun will roast.
The finches and tanagers are already...

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“And out of the ground the LORD God formed every beast of the field, and every fowl of the air…” Genesis 2:19 of the King James Bible

Awesome spring birds, fowls of the air, according to God Almighty 
Blessings to nature, inspiring mankind with their avian...

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she leaves her sonsy
at home
stripping mind down
to bare essentials:
dangling dendrites

ice breaks pure
untainted by carnal warming;
it’s a gray revolution and
telekinetic foreplay’s the rage

our tongues untie
in didactic spurts;
lips engage,
words fly like scarlet tanagers
cued to celestial magnets

she leads,
I follow;
together we migrate
to higher ground
beyond the snare
of flesh-baited tackles

dulcet is...

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I was aspiring to be a professional dancer, which had long been my dream,
As rogue planets head out on their own, from the stars that reign supreme.

I was awash in unbounded enthusiasm, like yellow sunshine's fresh sheen,
Or premier, perennial days of springtime, the time all...

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Freedom is a state I seek
Every moment I lie awake
Another sunray filters in  
Rousing rumors when sleep set in

Over thinking every move I make
Forgetting nothing but what matters
Mindless muddles of troubled thought  
No erasing what's unwittingly taught

Empty cupboards and a life that's hollow...

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Tanagers in green trees, swinging,
Scarlet night of pearl moon, singing,
A day's come of age, romance peak,
Kitty roams the wall, dark mystique,
Blooms lustrous, radiance clinging!


Written on 6/4/2022
For: The Moon in June (Choose One of Five Forms) 
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich...

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in sun drenched noon lost in light
smiling gently to herself
she is on the path of pinks
with their clove like scent

tanagers and scarlet birds
come to the midday calling
but she is off to somewhere
flowers in her hand...

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With the incoming sounds of spring, a resurrection of life,
the chilliness flees. Quote _ by Poet

Ready for a new season, Spring birds
Shake off winter; embracing
The bonniest warmness weather,
Babies born, and color of nature's crowns.

Scarlet Tanagers chatter, flying round,
Feasting on caterpillar's slowness
And beetles boring away that...

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