Best Thrashers Poems

Her heart was a watercolor foyer.
  Drifting about eddies-beneath fatal falls.
     Wishing away the violets,
       morning roses and midnight glories.
    Fading mist-stained beating. 
  Her loves inheriting the aromas
percolating from...

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Birds flurry...
Frenzy feed...
Gold Finches...

Nuthatchers...
Red Cardinals...
Male Blue Jay...

House Finches...
Some Sparrows...
Nairy Crow...

Brown Thrashers...
Mockingbirds...
Come to stay...

Spring has sprung...
Blueberries...
Bloom blossoms...

Spring still ify......

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ABC Animal Twist

Adored and diverse, life thrives on earth; each day nature sees new births.
Big and small, abundantly in seas and trees; great beauty breathes.
Chameleons, cats, corn snakes, and coots, survive great threats in life's pursuit. 
Delightful dragonflies from dart frogs duck; drake-crakes scoot upon...

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     The Mockingbird sings out his misleading best,
  
     in hopes to attract a dupe with a nest,

     where the squatter believes mate’s eggs should belong;

     so mimics...

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(Apropos of Black Poetic Griots)

We may not be deemed apostolic recorders
But we poets, guided with divine wisdom, are
The lay scribes thereof in the chronicling of
Our life’s sojourn in the shadowing times
we spend here on this parcel of what is
An example of planetary creation;

And we Poet-Griots...

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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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IT’S SPRING THE SONGBIRDS DO SING--
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The Old Soul Ponders

The Old Soul Ponders

Old soul, ripped its tent and retired
into another long daylight fog
Pay the wages, old age is soundly mired
in the barks of a lazy dog
Serpent like- Each day twists its tail
where angels fear to ever tread
Sticky- Those tentacles leading to...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers.

By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray
one brine-splattered small fry.
A boyhood caught in a swirling freshet,
he whales barefoot in the...

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Beyond the wave-sacked,
lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug
by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, my blood kin
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers.

By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray
one brine-splattered small fry.
A boyhood caught in a swirling freshet,
he whales barefoot in the...

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needles and nettles
thistles and thrushes
thrashers and hashish
each has a has as each
a brother and sister
a mister and missus
a this and a that is
their there and
they're there
and no 
where
to be
found
finding
all is lost
what cost
freedom we
shall overcome...

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Beyond the wave-sacked pebbles
lie the pockmarked dunes,
sea-wind swept heaps,
burrowed by the claws of scaly thrashers.

Here they huddle, the working class,
flogging grim pleasures,
wolfing eggy sandwiches,
dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers
as a chill summer drizzles on.

I am a brine-spattered small fry,
a boyhood caught in a swirl
and flounder, bare...

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A walk through the meadow
is now out of the question,
for I need no signs of death
and shadow to remind me
that life is fleeting.

A walk through the meadow
would not elevate my mood,
or bring feelings of elation
though, even in spring, I know
that life is fleeting.

A walk through...

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Born into the soothe of tidepools
hardly a ripple hardly a care
infinity in the shallow so near
but there are no treasures here
only the seduction of security.

on the horizon you see shinning things
maps to treasures that we're born to seek
knee deep we frolic about
then slide into the...

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