Best Trilling Poems

...~The Narwhal Beckons Before Dawn~

   If I could sing a song,
   It wouldn't be just any song.
   I would sing a song about a fish
   A fish who is not a fish, but a whale
   Not just any whale......

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...Oh! How like you, I long to be a singing lark
Who in the blue firmament like a tiny speck
Remains invisible, drowning the air in music sweet
Rising higher and darting up with movements......

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...“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins

The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away
and watches as Milton ......

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...Ascending dawn scintillates in golden sunrise
Enriching ambience of grinning crimson skies
As gentle winds propagate splendorous themes
Of budding prairies, of avid burbling streams,
Of fragrant ......

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...My whole life waits, just this moment, the ink still

wet; for sunrise this clear May morning.

My shaman up already,
hair askance, dancing and trilling his flute
to the crescent moon face,
li......

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...Just as bees squeeze like watermelon seeds
Spit across apricot fields
My wife and I on Friday
Join the lines of highways up north

Pulled by hilltops to the Leelanau blue sky

Where lakes stir......

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...Perhaps in time, I’ll know hereby
When in deep sundown and the rain
 A nightingale brown tweets my pain;
In lone tempo, its forlorn cry.

This warbler perches on the sill
Muttering plaintiv......

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...From Shakespeare’s Hamlet:
"To sleep, perchance to dream-ay, there's the rub.”

Perchance to dream. . . Ah yes, but first to sleep!

My little clock keeps ticking on and on.

I‘m l......

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As if the sunlight breaks the day
And dawn arrives with a whispered breath
Ascending like a clarinet                                    
As gentle as a cradle song 

Sma......

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...Cobwebs of thoughts dangle in forlorn corner
Spun by emotions that surrendered long ago
Still hanging out, anguished, in grip of throes
Engrossed in silence while gazing night skies
Admiring how ......

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...Just when twilight and dawn finally mesh
in the quiet passage of breaths released...
there in that moment, I witness
a thousand wishes dancing
through the shadows of my mind,
each an......

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...Cascading off the winter chill
leaving warmth wherever it traces
the edge of the daffodil, tulip or crocus
spring shines its brilliant rays across
the windowpane that mirrors the friendly praise
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...As shifting shadows merge within the night,
darkness devours disheveled silhouettes.
And daylight disappears, fading from sight;
as a splendiferous sun slowly sets. 
 
Twilight's crimson......

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...This emptiness within surrounds the insides
Penetrating my sorrows, I see the light
A light so faded and sad…as if it knows my lamentation
This light dies to be seen, yet it is surrounded by ......

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...I hear voices
high in the trees,
trilling from the shrubs
and on the breeze.
I hear voices
high in the sky,
that grow and fade
and finally die.

A non-conducted chorus,
yet oh so sweet,
fr......

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