Cardinal Poems - Poems about Cardinal

(C)alling out for his mate (A)lone in the misty morning (R)ed wings flap with desire (D)reaming of love at sunrise (I)gniting a flame in his heart (N)ow the blissful day begins (A)ll the clouds above, drift by (L)ove falls like rain; she arrives Heidi Sands 7/10/25 (C)opyright ...

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The Cardinal perches low singing a beautiful melody to his mate serenading her while sharing sweet nectar these spiritual couples embrace heavenly bliss mating forever synchronized within lyrical trust between the rapture of poetic harmony ...

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a cardinal's song praising the perfect sunrise ~ serene harmony AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Cardinal aristocat strode into the priest’s hall No one uttered a sound, they were stunned after all He had never looked this fit, this fine, this brave or tall His regular plain monk’s tunic had made him feel small. So, you decided to join us after all, said the priest’s cat She was a mean beast, a hisser, a scratcher,...

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IT'S THURSDAY AGAIN ALMOST PENACOST SUNDAY AND HOLY WEEK WE GRAZED THROUGH ASH WEDNESDAY MY MIND FOCUSING ON OUR FAMILY OUTING TAKING FLOWERS TO MA I ALWAYS ADORED THE YELLOW ONES FOR MA AND TINY PINK TEA ROSES FOR LISA NOT JUST ANY TEA ROSES MAKE SURE THE PETALS ARE PRESSED FIRMLY TOGETHER AT THE...

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The cardinal rule, A gift of love, A little red jewel, Straight from God above, The eyes in the sky, Flutter, flit, flap, Sweet beauty arise, Flutter, flit, flap, Red red, simple song, Keeping countless crawling along, Little black eyes and little orange feet, A simple chitter and a soft cheep cheep, The cardinal rule, Lovely scarlet rule, Wishing you good...

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A non-contest poem. In the snowy winter, there shines a crimson spark, A beautiful cardinal perches, looking hardy and bright, Its songs resonate through forest stark, A beacon in the frosted white, Its warmth defies the bitterness in hazy daylight. The branches sag with icy weight, Yet sitting on it, cardinal sings its tune...

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No nearer nighttime. In my own arms I have nurtured the sweetest flagellation. Moth to inferno once more. Silver septum skin. She snaps from divine touch to sputtering projection. Roll credits where credit is due. Everything ends eventually. Her sanctified smile shines through tears, floods, inebriation. Just in time for happy unhappy hours. Where was wonder? I will delicately segment and untie her endless memory speck by speck. Until she...

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Premiere V - Open Poetry Contest Rob Carmack The cardinal went where the other birds missed A robin, blue jay, and sparrow had their misses But aimlessly flew around the garden of roses Yet so oblivious to the creation of beauty in their path While this rose stretched her carriage to the sun The cardinal moved forth and introduced himself The door was...

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Behind a fence were piles of leaves The trees had lately shed And as I passed, my eye picked up A flash of something red. I stopped and looked and out it popped, An unexpected sight – A cardinal, enrobed in red, Which filled me with delight. I don’t believe, as many do, This sighting signified A visit from the dead or that Good luck...

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Red brilliant feathers Serenading in the trees Pretty and can sing ...

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OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF MOUNT CARMEL ST THERESA SAINT JAMES SAINT MARKS HOLY ROSARY SINGING IN THE CHIOR ALL THOSE YEARS GOOD STEWARDSHIP VOLUNTEERING PROTECTING SAFE...

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The dawn kept her promise and erased the dark.. A ruby red cardinal throbs his song of the heart.. A robin hops thru the grass eyeing twigs for it's nest. The mallards stopped eating, their breeding I guess. It's now apparent, a seasonal change in the air. The assurance of spring is every where....

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In the stillness of a cool, spring morning, A cardinal’s heart is heavy – he’s heartbroken. Softly calling for the lover he is mourning. Thumps noisily against the clear glass pane, Reflecting the scarlet bird, lost in his grief, Striking the window, again and again – is he insane? ...

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she flew in with an urgency only given by red cardinals I listened as hard as I could recognizing the heavenly messenger wishing I knew what she was trying to convey maybe it is just a visit, my inner voice suggested no. that was not it....

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