Coos Poems - Poems about Coos

... We spend the hours in tinge of pale jThere's no tenderness quite right-- And more hazy moments prevail Growing dimmer like snuffed twilight. Although he's near the inky hues Splatter i......

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...Down where the privet hedge blooms And doves sing their coos A woman feeds the birds Now her life resumes God's love is an ocean And mine a small-streamed river The tide comes in ......

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...Midnight misty bluebells blossom upon starry blue Heavenly sunrise sway with chromatic hues Mother Mary sweetness flows with cornucopia coos Holy Dove descends with wings dipped in divine dew ......

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... When nightfall dips in palest of gold I feel a sense of indignity, As owl's melody loses its eloquence Through the absence of a safe abode; Where quietude calls for avian coos The kind ......

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...Soft as hugs, tiny hands reach out when the tall one comes to make the silly sounds. Aaro forgets the dark warm place, this new world too big. * Blinks at bright lights and strange faces. Hea......

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...When Aarohi smiles the whole world brightens. Her face lights up like the first morning sun breaking through clouds. Her cooing sounds softer than whispers, gentler than rain on summer leav......

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...love's roost ~ coos woo, snuggly gloves ~ doves......

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..."SPIRITED GIBBERISH" Curtained eyes droop, closing, cleansing, visions. Feathering sunlight. Splintering waked-vivid lashes dreaming of the day. Eyes concealing retreat from here, to there, to wha......

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...Little one, little one Who will you become? Tiny infant in my arms Embodiment of charm! Oh, the dreams I have for you, Transfixed upon this life anew. A masterpiece, this miracle Who’ll alte......

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..."Spirited Gibberish" Curtained eyes droop, closing, cleansing, visions. Feathering sunlight. Splintering waked-vivid lashes dreaming of the day. Eyes concealing retreat from here, to there, to w......

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...sold my crux for poetic flux to an immortal husk in a tux, his musk was of the set dusk, waft of an abattoir in the sun. he ton of tone and run, poetic stun gun and it's so fun, coaxing to co......

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...As the mediterranean torrents thawed away this wildflower of Medusa ~ once roaring in merciless thunders, now, I'm found swaying, midst lemongrass fields ~ conversing with freshwater naiad......

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...Some hear the songbird call, then seek to capture her melody. They lust to cage her and name her Love. NOT I. For my search has long been silent. My Dove coos when the World ......

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..."The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don't go back to sleep." Rumi Clouds like rippling waves Cover the eastern horizon A nice cool breeze chills the air There the ......

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...babe coos la-la grabs ba-ba milk mama sings song ......

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