Condors Poems - Poems about Condors

...The canyons dim, the canyons dark, fast river churning at its heart; the canyons sheer, the canyons steep, trees cling to walls, ready to leap; the canyons tall, the canyons wife, voice echoes o......

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...you circle each word red, you enjoy the correcting - “read” the riding crop dropped words race away in your inner world dark stallions no bridle nor bit bareback the beautiful ......

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...These are the moments that stir our hearts and make our spirits soar, like Phoenix's, Doves and Condors, wearing the freedom of the sky as a shawl. The mome......

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...Condors and skyscrapers Concrete walls and glass walls Are outstanding landmarks of a city Blocking the view of the sky and greenery Cars and heavy traffic Highways and flyovers Add to the haza......

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...Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Aspen is a place to squander. Assess, take some time to ponder. Absinthe causes minds to wander. Aston Martin’s gone; I pawned her. Accent hair to make you b......

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...*Image of Hikers Warning by Pixabay. Out Of The Way As a self-proclaimed ruler of my person, I am mindful of the internal convictions, external constitutions as Lord overseer of my ......

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...It snowed last night; taking out the trash, there I am, dozing in a garden swing set deep within July. It could be another year. July in a London park lying next to her, wisps of gentleness ......

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...Army of Napoleon Bonaparte, Was so rhythmically marching, Gliding across all rough paths Like condors to conquer the Alps; A woman aged in experience, Warns him consequences dire; For never eve......

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...Final Lullaby by Michael R. Burch for my mother, Christine Ena Burch Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over. Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress, like pebbles unaware of raging......

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...It snowed last night, first fall of the year. Taking out the trash, there I am, dozing in a garden swing set deep within July. Mother of pearl eyes above the clouds…it could be another year. ......

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...Hankering hordes of hungry hovering hawks haunt hoodoos in Utah. Underfed California condors cruise canyon cataracts for corpses. Nesting, starving swallows swiftly search for slime and straw in S......

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...Deep in the canyon with the grace of your souls carrying your memory inside me Visiting places where we spent time before seeing each one of your faces Hearing your voices whispering insi......

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...feathered wanderers how far… what lands you espied moonlight guides you on ~ feathers… how many would it take to lift me… fly a dreams worth… magic ~ the crow the raven black as pitc......

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...NATURALLY BLUE naturally blue you are self made from the creator Tried, true you who are not bronze, golden nor silver But you are ever so true, you are natueally blue Condors flying high, ......

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... “In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.” Rumi ......

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