Best Winged Poems

Hey Jude, love is like a butterfly - just let it be.
You've got a ticket to ride, go where you should be.
Love is a revolution it shall set you free.
Don't live a life of sorrow like Eleanor Rigby.

You've got a ticket to ride, go where...

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POTD 19 September 2017

Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as they creep
Gnarled branches twist as I resist their sinister outstretched grabbing reach
With a hushed bated breath I move in stealth...

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Like a creature hibernating in its burrow
Waiting to come out with the first verdure of spring,
The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heart
Through the long winter awaiting another spring

After staying torpid inside for long,
At a time I expected it the least
Timidly came out...

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Tribute to Winged Warrior

Oh what majestic beauty,
has been trampled,
trampled to death by a vicious enemy
Oh what misery is ours, 
we who are left behind
in  The Never Ending Now

Does this misery ever end? 
Now that you have gone, 
and spread your wings,
all we hear are...

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Jack Frost, Jack Frost, how we feel your icy touch.
The earth lies under your freezing clutch.
You are a sneaking thief coming to steal the russet sun,
And mercilessly take away all our outdoor fun.

Fluffy snowflakes on feathery wings unfurled,
Fall gently and silently over the sleeping world.
First...

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Winged Steeds of Mist

Out in the vales of freedom,
of rippled hills and plunging canyons,
there is nought but wind 
to carve through the wild horse

Light mane, nostrils flared,
veins like sacred rivers;
heart with a hawk spirit
flight strikes music from
bright pinioned hooves

Coats of shimmering autumn,
pied shadows, blinding snow
Time...

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Satin Winged Flowers ...by Carrie Richards  and Poet Destroyer

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Let's watch how they cluster in whirlwind ballets, 
lifting like clouds from the dark swampy ground. 
Burrowed in sunlight, then full-bloomed at midnight 
Bouquets of white moths wings, will gather like flowers. 

Rising from shallows, with...

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On 7/4/2020, John wrote, "Who Mourns For The Poet." 
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/who_mourns_for_the_poet_1266152


Warrior is an adjective used for a hero or a knight
I knew one, briefly, whose wings have taken flight
Not just a fine poet was John, but also very kind
Generous and caring, is how he would be...

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I tried to fly without white wings
I cried inside with soul dying
Broken spirit broken dreams
Can you hear it my black heart screams

I was asleep and yet awake
Nightmares so deep they escape
The well in me the hell in me
Tormented spirits keep jailing me

I hide my heart...

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I.
He was patient very-very
with child's tenderness in eyes
yellow winged angel's unwary,
He was living quiet in skies.
Without disputes, without roughness, 
without want to weep and moan,
He was dreaming among heartless
building cloud castles alone.
He was waking up with dawning,
He was smiling gazing down,
His green eye was squinting...

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Somnolence of sweet dreams.
These are given to be most combustible or tranquil.
Taken them in midday and midnight flights.
These truly are a delicate delight.

Now, soaring adoring and affixed with inner might.
Mortals dream to release a dove or hawk tonight.

To be exercised is our inside plight.
We have...

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"Winged Warrior"
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winged horse
divine white steed
creature defeats fierce monsters
"gods" placed equine amongst skyline
mythical male stallion


horse-god
mane mirrors snow
profound wisdom warrior
poets penned symbolic ascent
Heaven's Knight fantasy


*For Nette Onclaud's Pen a Pensewe Contest ...
*Written by:  Username: petite poetess
*June 29,...

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Hear ye, hear ye: Listen to my timeless presentation
If you'd like to conquer anger, irritation, or vexation.

My name is Emerson, Ralph Waldo if you please,
I founded Transcedentalism, creating a fresh breeze
Which elevates and fortifies an individual's will and spirit,
To withstand provocations intended expressly to smear...

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A genuine soul 
Whose pen is so bright 
A master of words 
Whatever his write 

Always a cool cat 
Always polite 
Cheers! To you brother 
My friend...love & light...

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Be the birdie

                 in the tree!

Dancing high

                 color flash!

Be the birdie

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