Hoopoe Poems - Poems about Hoopoe

...Those days of mine, unbridled underneath my golden sky, no longer misfit a gold coffer, intertwine That the core innermost mine, my serene rainbow, those days of mine, rainbow blossom Intertwine I......Read the rest...

...Anecdote: For a nuptial effort, I was editing a photograph, my former husband, and his two classmates, as we were proposing for one, not all of them! Posters are problematic these days, with every ......Read the rest...

...I committed to river Volga, the longest river in Europe Here, estuary, they are sounds, subtle, peaceful and eloquence, a hoopoe In glum and glee, damage controlling,she, still, suffice a pleasant ......Read the rest...

...“Father of All, Hoopoe of the Shining Light Voice of Truth, singing above pits of night Light singing in heaven’s tree above the height Barbelo in the heights unthinkable Nous incorruptible, ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the shapeless sky of blue In the valley lacking a hue Was an isolated thin pond Where birds sang their short song to bond In the midst of this quacking though A foreign and sweet song......Read the rest...

...Eons ago, near two flowing rivers in old China Lived an old, white clothed man ninety-nine years of age Who glared at two mountains he knew from his long-dead childhood Who glared at the gian......Read the rest...

...Beneath the shapeless sky of blue In the valley lacking a hue Was an isolated thin pond Where birds sang their short song to bond Singing a song hoarse with throats sore In the midst of the......Read the rest...

...Watching Birds In The Garden Watching birds in the garden amidst of mundane chores to bore is my simple ......Read the rest...

...There's little or nothing to do, it's a February rainy day, Danny molds Batman out of brown clay; snow is melting after Saturday's blizzard... I spot a hopping lizard chase a scary hoopoe! I ......Read the rest...

...I must be dreaming. Alas, through every dream, like pain through anesthesia, a torturous reality shows up. A burning taste of jealousy. A blind deaf muteness of lust… I think I’d better ......Read the rest...

...Blessed be the hour when angels shake my filth off their wings. The night was a garden of eyes*. Luckily, days are blind. Mute with the sinful obsession, deaf to the call of blood, I look for......Read the rest...

...Fueled by atmospheric ecstasy Into ethereal regions' mystery, Tilting wings cavalierly, Bridging Heaven and Earth, Gliding gracefully. Falcon, sky-hawk, hoopoe, finch Starling, sparrow,......Read the rest...

...All that does encompass bespeaks wonder in everything bubbling brooks and waterfalls does your glory ring terrestrial and celestial ever fill our eyes with seeing how can not it's splendor not fil......Read the rest...

...Mushrooms and meadows Sunshine and shadows Gentle ripples on the calm river Foaming rapids in white water The jungle echoes in the semi- darkness while daylight ......Read the rest...