Flyaway Poems - Poems about Flyaway

...1)The Awakening I know when fantasies became boundless, it was the first time I sat on the pier; Bellowing aqua swells rolled in endless the ocean’s melody hung in my ear; Suddenly the siz......

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...I always knew the cider mill was across the road, Down a little ways from Grandma's house. This day, it must have been October; The afternoon sun was shining hot; The side of the road was dusty.......

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...Drawdy Pointe Flyaway frond hairs wear the breeze where the green palm nods her head, and the pelican post's lone occupant is surveying the fisherman’s empty line. Across the water in the yell......

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...I'm a fluttering flyaway colorful butterfly I am a Butterfly yellow brown red orange as a rainbow bending above the horizon I am flying fluttering dancing in mid air I am up and down suck......

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...Upon reflecting with misty eyes childhood days of yore the mantle of anticipatory excitement mantle I wore upon advent of December twenty fifth not quite threescore years ago knew nothing ab......

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...Magnificent red and blue streaks followed her swift descent over the ridge Into the bowels of the unsavory graffiti-laden under bridge, Wild hair girl patriot is how we referred to her here in Elri......

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...Friday evening flight, A touch of urgency, Changi Airport Terminal One. Check-in smoothly, Baggage and all, A trip Down Under. Three souls plus one, Baby in tow plus three adults, An ......

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...The Showing of The Ankle Now dashing Sir Giles was a smarmy old geezer Bold with the women, he knew how to please ‘em Money no probs and endowed with good looks It was easy to get into ladies g......

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...Lilac scents surface and I'm surrounded with a pleasant picture tap dancing upon a weathered soaked oak porch Bare shoulders showing carefree scars burnt skin deep seduction lingering alon......

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...Your eyes will pick her from a crowd of ladies, Her hair,a flyaway,very thin and soft as silk, Her gaze sharp,and eyelids as if lined with shards of glass, Below,a dainty nose with dazzling Pandor......

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...The time has quickly passed away, I promised myself a poem a day. It is now time to write the last, Now I need to really think fast. What to write, I do not know, Where on earth did all the ti......

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...Took our friends to the airport this afternoon, Don't like them going, but they'll be back soon. We love having friends who we're comfy with, Sometimes they are much closer than kith. Gone to see......

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...In my dream Thomas Jefferson pops out a pilgrim in The Jeffersons family, proprietors of Chinese laundries on the best end of Main Street’s forested path emerging toward Sanford and Sons and D......

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...No sonnet to hold the magic of feeling, A trembling tenderness in my soul delights – A shadowing sonnet to reflect the lights, The beauty, the beauty, of ever believing. No sadness to spoil the depth......

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...High in the autumnal air the smell of wood burning is everywhere Folks tidying gardens love to burn forgetting that smoke has only upwards to go What else is up here, yes, the feel of cold winds As s......

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