Freedom Bird Poems

If I was meant to fly 
I'd have feathers and wings.
For being naked, no lift-off brings.
Instead I try to use sticks, feathers, paper and strings,
like...

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ridge obscure burnt slate
leap of faith a second wind
drop and plumes spread wide...

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The Cage
Upon the trees, I built my cage, oblivious. 
Invisible bars forged with hollow expectations
and the echo of my doubts,
a sly structure of limits
that I...

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Breezy, 
break away free bird, 
as free as easy as the wind
wanderess go onward
 ~ through life~
with an incessant need
to find solace 
and meaning
back in...

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Freedom is a bird with broken wings in the modern world, trapped in invisible cages of indifference,
Reflecting destiny as a silent shadow, the immutable aspects...

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fly fly high in sky
oh my!you bird so fly high in sky
oh little bird can you tell me
how high is sky
oh little bird can you...

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I        I        I        I...

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i followed where the birdsong led
landed onto heaven's paradise



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Posted on April 4, 2025...

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Cold night engulfs an injured bird

Wings caging it from

The naked reality

It seeks warmth

In a frosted golden cage

Of escaping hope......

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O, noble eagle, king of boundless skies,
Whose piercing gaze the sun itself defies,
A feathered arrow, launched on currents strong,
Where mountain peaks your ancient anthems throng.

From...

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for I soar the unrestricted skies
a terrestrial to bring my demise
how lowly of me to die by the sword
such a small forgiving creature abhorred
drive the...

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The bird spreads his wings
Riding the flow of the winds
Enjoying the ride
Freedom it brings

Trees sway, petals blow
Seeds are carried by the wind
So new life can...

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you're beautiful and you don't care
you're all about freedom
living life like it's a gift
flying at leisure across the sky
pausing here and there at will
soaring in...

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Im free as a bird,
But i cant seem to fly...
Taking off is tiring,
Yet i am still trying...
I am still deciding 
If i should take off,...

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fruit

we sway in the wind
but i grasp the air
in hopes it can sweep me from this branch
this branch-
preserving the purity of my skin-
is forced to...

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