Feathered Poems - Poems about Feathered

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ feathered friends chirp inside my head, their glittering wing tips a conductor's wand coloring my world in the trill of birdsong, drifting springtime ......Read the rest...

...My soul drenches in the realm of your quintessence To rise in its resplendent renaissance Akin to the birth of a feathered avian Searching in your heart, a tiny pavilion. Held up by the reciproc......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Attic room paint, musty gray-blue fallen stars, moon's silver hues fairytale clutter, brother’s treasure map ......Read the rest...

...Where has it gone? I had it just... To make bold a troubled mind. For as you see... it's up to me To keep the dregs in line. I feel naked in its absence... Unsure how to bear the cost. Beset ......Read the rest...

...If rain poured in susurrating sounds of unshed tears, will ungrateful dialects change their insincere expressions of speech, or will this unheard voice forever be lost as echoes with......Read the rest...

...Where's the pink-footed goose that evil-minded Warde tried to catch? Didn't the bird follow his shrieking horde? He was parched on the white oak over the small lake, On Monday he was startled by t......Read the rest...

...Oh, winged creatures of the sky so high, In your realm, you soar, you fly. With grace and beauty, you paint the air, In every flutter, a tale to share. From the robin's song at break of dawn, ......Read the rest...

...In blackness, I hear forked tongues whisper wicked witchery, hope within arthritic ink slowly f a d e s as darkness descends upon snow-speckled heart, and a murder of......Read the rest...

... Noelle Cottage straddles ledges of grey, Extending into waters of Casio Bay, Along Small Point’s shoreline of Atlantic Ocean, Observing forest, sky, and ocean devotion. Feather......Read the rest...

...The crow, a prophet in the pines, Caws a lament, a mournful chime. Is it winter's grip he fears, Or a world grown cold, with unseen tears? The curlew pipes a mournful song, Across the mar......Read the rest...

...To the legend of silence that speaks in trembling stillness I’ve seen your halcyon halo~ that illuminates wilted weeds and tilted tendrils unfolding perfumed wings, allowing sizzling seas of ......Read the rest...

...If I listened would I hear the trill of peace Sense the presence of its calm Become the hum of gently tuned violin strings Quavering in erotic fulfillment Would the song of dancing thistles hold ......Read the rest...

...“Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom” Rumi Once I roamed in for......Read the rest...