Feathered Poems - Poems about Feathered

In the midst of this starry night I lie upon a bed of meadow grass Moonbeams providing ample light To watch the world silently pass On feathered wings, a lark took flight I feel like Alice inside her looking glass ...

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Silently, he stood on the edge of a mirrored pool For breakfast, he'd have to do a bit of wading The egret's feathered image I wanted to capture among wild cattails at this early morning hour. He seemed to sense that I was watching him. Stilted legs twitched, poised to take flight but I was still as overhead, clouds hovered... whiter...

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Every morning Hours before the sun rises You find that time to laugh That annoying laugh of yours Just like a feathered alarm clock Set you to make our lives hell It echoes around the entire land Waking men, women, and children No one is safe from you The thing is you rarely travel alone Two, three, or even more All hiding up in the trees Can...

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a mockingbird sings mimicking bird melodies ~ comedic chorus a hummingbird sips while vibrant feathers flutter ~ a rapid refresh a hungry bluejay squawks and shrieks at the feeders ~ blue feathered bully a cedar waxwing quickly steals fresh tree berries ~ flying masked bandit a barred owl whistles while camouflaged in a tree ~ a prey stalking pursuit ...

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Last night in the dark, while in the restless curdle of old dreams, I thought I was a fish-bird then a bird-fish. Even now millions of years away from those slowly evolving days, if we gulp the air too fast our hearts flutter, wanting to swim or fly....

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Have you ever seen a duck come in to land… on land It’s an eventuality that nature never planned For ducks that land on water such a graceful splashdown make But should they land on terra firma… it sure ain’t Swan Lake Each one does a belly flop, a cartwheel and a stagger They get up and compose themselves,...

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"feathered dreams" you appear as only you can breezing in softly as a feather whispering sounds of a bird and with angelic love shown through each night before closing my eyes I wish hard waiting to see you asking still to hear your voice just as a cardinal there you are lasting footprints clearly remain as your essence forever shadows me guiding me from what...

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The geese have migrated taking many songbirds with them. Some Canada Geese have chosen to stay in the parking lots by the busy shops, ensconced within their un-feathered nests. All day they direct the traffic, attack cars if they come too near. Night and day we Ohioans try to ignore them, but the geese have fluffed up their goosy egos, and will bar the way of weary travelers until...

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I open the cemetery gate and walk a winding path the ancient trees sway and reach out for me as I go I pass mazes of headstones like time feathered in stone there is an unwritten absence within me so many unspoken words unvarnished words there are things isolated within my heart things I need to express but I feel in my soul that...

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I hope you would still remember me as we were, every time you see pristine passing pomegranate hues of the horizon. When clouds smear our unspoken love in inexplicable figurines, of those simple moments we reignited beneath our own twilight, reliving our dreams in remaining rosy dialects of romantic recollections, as I have a confession to make beneath this cluttering...

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"The Velvet Touched Feathered Quills of Mysterious Books" Escape arrives easily when everything’s ugly deep diving into the swelling pursed lips of smooth purring magi seen naked in the skinny dipped honeyed pools of pausing poetry kissing the tongues of mysterious books tracing fingers over their soft flimsy pages their velvet touched feathered quills hooked removing covers slowly imprinting new movements like scoring symphonies Escape arrives...

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There is song in birds— Mildly, their throats: (peep peep peep) Rouse me from deep sleep; They perch on my window sill, Wings tuning the glass at will....

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Can he dance for do you move heterogeneous. clam chowder to be ingested can you guess his name. Undistinguished gentlemen ferocious and insane. Currently the much wise sagacious yeti who devolution confer his home to a carpenter. I came to listen to turculent demon who eyes glow with a scinilliant green light a head...

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Like laughter, rustling in the trees Feathered prayers always at ease Whispering wishes, graceful peace Joyful wings who will never cease Honest dreams, always in the air Gentling those spirits who will share Lovely hope, wonders to increase Joyful wings who will never cease Guarded secrets silence all doubt Lively hearts gesture and call out Watching the charms of birds and geese Joyful wings who...

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I think that I shall never see, a stranger bird with a pedigree Receiving his reward for shame and greed Then tared and feathered and tied to a tree Old Rip Schneider’s deeds of shame Shattered hearts and pillaged brains Squalling women, broom and pan ...

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