Fliers Poems | Examples

Bee Nonet

bee
buzzing
honeycomb
yellow and black
confident fliers
a sticky thick honey
a frenzied experience
drones spend lives pleasing their mistress
theres never room for more than one queen

Free Fliers

I don’t know what you’re saying
And I don’t really care
Let’s take off all our clothes
And cut off all our hair

We’ll swim inside our blood
While drinking in our skin
We’ll look inside our ears
And pull out every pin

We’ll give until we can’t
We’ll take until we’re full
We’ll idolize ourselves
And dive into the pool

We’ll leave behind the land
‘Cause we’re not trees or moles
We’ll rip off all the fat
And fly the sheets on poles

Now we don’t need a plan
And we don’t need to see
We don’t need all the noise
That drowns out you and me

Le Cirque Bleu by Marc Chagall

Le Cirque Bleu

The spotlight is aglow through the gloam
The light an indigo ink modifying color
She swings her body with agility thrusting backwards 
upside down, with unseen wings,
an acrobat aerials amid the roar
She looks pretty with her fan in one hand,
long tresses flowing loosely                             
A circus horse made of jade below
makes eye contact and an interconnection 
Without movement they are in an eternal trance,
In the deep dark yonder the golden helio appears 
Fiddle and banjo play for the opening adagios act La Nouba
Her leotard tightly invokes, red with flower imprints 
Statuesque, still in time showing off her physique 
and impressing spectators from below the fliers' pedestal
From above the nets, with ease, she imagines a
world where gravity defies, and animals and objects fly
Flights of fancy within the flying trapeze 


            flights of fancy an indigo trapeze ~ from above jade nets, an ease

You are always on my mind

When I glide into past, your imprints, I can find
You enjoy my high-fliers as if they are yours 
Unwearied marathon with you for many years
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.

Your muses add hues to my thoughts and go aligned
Keep going with the feel of your aura around 
No fear of nightmare instances which pull me down
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.

You chalk out my concerns and set them well designed
None knows the top secret that you are my first judge 
You taught me how and why people crop up a grudge
And I proclaim that you are always on my mind.

Can’t imagine my journey without you, my heart!
Solicit your stay on my mind till I depart

NOELLE COTTAGE MAINE

   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.

   Feathered fliers: Osprey, Sea Gull, and Eagle,
   Their diet all favorites and everything legal,
   Overhead wing-singing their various tunes,
   Hunt above beaches near sandy, beige dunes.

   Noelle Cottage awaits - at the end of Shore Road
   Where sea-salty breezes generally flow,
   Among acres of Fir, Birch, Maple, and Pine,
   Awakening fond memories obscure in time.

   Life by the sea is always a challenge.
   Happiness there’s a joyous challenge to manage.

When You Open a Book

And when you open that book
With your expectations
to find the food, exactly how they appeared on the commercial 
Disappointment awaits you 
Book cover are just as appetising as the delicious food you see on the fliers 
But look awkward once ordered
Ignore the advert and order your venom

And when you read your first chapter
Skip unto the last page
and that’s how you finish a thousand pages long prose
but the void in your head 
The questions with no answers
Shall motivate you
to reverse unto the first page as your flip page after page
and that’s how you finish a thousand pages long prose 

When you close that book
and remember absolutely nothing
Open it for the second time
This time,with a piece paper and a pen 
Paint down the important images you encounter 
and that’s how you summarise a thousand pages long prose

And when you close that book again
it isn’t the end 
maybe it is the end
With all the reading struggles
The sleepless nights and fights
Remember, when you close and hid me in your shelf 
I will be right here
Right here in your room,
Should you need me,
This time, hurry before your ants order me

A Brief Flyer

   Elevator, escalator, or stairs
     Gramma couldn't decide

   Gramps said, Hop on my back
     Pretty ladies ought to take fliers

Psychedelic Aspiration

Written: January 06, 2023
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Nighttime hypnotic dreams flow
a starry heart swirls
heavenly sequins sparkle,
gold moonlight reflects off crystal seas
an evening full of wonder
an exquisite tapestry, a secret story,
pure opal-colored mist
as you moonwalk, be astounded.
 
A whispered melody carries
the allure of a summer night
pearly moonlight falls on trees,
a gleaming breeze-kissed track
lucid, synchronized star trails
floating akin to a precious gem
origami nebulae with avid care,
sparks seldom appear quiet
dwarf firefly with jewel-like lights
fliers soar through the night,
exuberant filigree wings
their gentle glow soothes Void.

Amidst the mayhem, we have visions
a global canvas upholds hope
vivid acrylics fit well with warm ochres,
creativity abounds as the sun sets
the glow of a fantasy is stellar
a soft glow leads the way
glitter and dance are in sync,
Incredible for everybody
night gradually awakens
this grand adventure fuels dreams,
fireflies are lighting up our path
woods and meadows hide secrets
light reveals verdant grass.
altering the location.

Dawn Chirps a Melody

   Dawn chirps a melody
     Birds of promise beckon me
   High-fliers inspire emulators
     to flap our wings, become creators

   Ahead lies adventure
     sunlight, the perfect mentor
   In my pinions, the day awaits
     rise and shine, tempt the fates

Albatross

Astounding high fliers
Ace gliders and divers
Artful, very skillful
Amazing large wing spans
Ashore only to breed
Awesome and majestic
A great bird of the sea.

 09.09.23

Fliers - Flight With Words and Letters

I love vocabulary games, and these odd words came up in English words games, recently: Bute ( I know "Butte" but not BUTE)  & "abseil," "landau," and even "Bourne" (identity?).

A poem about a simpler word, FLIERS.

When we say FLY, 
Buzzing by and by
Which is it?
Plane or insect?
But when we use "Fliers"
The letters reveal secrets:
"liFe," "selF," "lies" & "Flies" again
LIFERS is best of all
In this game; Hope for us all

Rhinestoned Buzzards

Some birds are sentries to the sky
others are earth or water bound
some bumble about the lifeless rye
others are cherubs of the clouds-

Some are regal and soundless
others tend to echo from the grate
dictating to others how to sing 
while cawing and poaching eggs-
 
Some build nests of grass or leaf
sacrifice everything for their babies
some birds just play a mating game 
then just as quickly up and leave-

I'm convinced most birds are heaven scented.
they uplift and enrich our lives
some are but rhinestone buzzards 
plucking others until they're blinded-
 
Most fliers are garnish for the ages
some live to crap on liberty's bust 
a few are fated for mental cages
birds are a lot like us-

Brilliant Birds

beaked passerines have the best kind of toes
one pointing backwards, three pointing toward nose
ideal shape for perching on twig or a post
skilled fliers diving for left over toast
most feed on insects and bird seeds of some kind
excellent singers and many have a brilliant mind

Flying Ace Kills It

Snoopy was slamming through the skies
At top speed, stealthier than the other fliers
Flying ace of the year, he assured anyone who would listen
Tweety bird sat in the co-pilot seat, knowing he’d best be quiet
They looped and whorled and rat-a-tatted the enemy
Guns blazing, fierce and untouched.
Sixty-two bullet holes, and they were unscathed.
Snoopy stretched his hand out and knocked over his water bottle.

Self Publishing

Read I what he published;
The sound ideas relished'
"When one is the vanquished
A thing is relinquished
He's still The Distinguished;
But might feel extinguished"

But why would a writer 
Self publish and lighter
Make what's not for Blighter,
Even if The Brighter...

And he tries too posters,
The printing of Rosters,
From time to time Fliers
For sincere liars...

God saw His Job as good
Not us dust like mere wood.

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