In Migration Poems - Poems about In Migration

...Sun-tried tulips Dried daffodils Cold cardinals Skeletal swans Pupa in pulsation Birds in migration Deer in separation Winter vegetation Each And every such Are tested And tried Towar......

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...september darkness a somber twilight evokes ~ a slumber immured tree leaves dance and swirl like floating gems in the sun ~ jewels of nature swift flight of spring birds in migration to sa......

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...Hear the peace in the silence of early dawn As birds awake and begin their sing song The whispers of waves unfolding to shore The wind in my hair as I walk out the door Freedom to choose my ver......

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..." Hello dear duckling! I know it's been a while. Every time I hear your story I cannot help but beam a smile. " " Hi! How are you? Yes, my story travels on Like a bird in migration...Y......

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...Autumn teases the last cinnamon leaves clinging to branches with amber fingers. Seasonal change awakens Nature's thieves, a wafting breeze that doggedly lingers, stripping trees bare; a s......

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...My imagination soars on delicate wings. I'm a kite without strings, a bird in migration, leader of a nation, heir to the throne of kings. When my adventure ends there's no need o......

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...Majesty in migration and breathtaking beauty Human butterflies! O how beautiful we are! Do not stuff us backwards into worn cocoons No longer worms; accept them as they are. Now. Flutte......

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... There's a stirring within the herd They sense the rains are on their way Lush pastures their thinking conferred Soon masses in migration display Such desires go so undeterred Marching ......

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...Cranes fly miles During the winter Migrating birds Hoping to reach their destiny. Buzzards along the way Look for pigeons That seek to feasts and long legged buzzards search for pig......

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...The night whistles as it has in these hills for ages. It whistles and echoes the endless sound Of tree frogs and crickets in the thicket, Of the distant police sirens' call Intruding upon an under-ag......

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...Love is too precious to let it slip away Or to hold the future back one second! I love you and I am so dizzy from spinning With madness, thinking how it could end When we had such a great beginning! ......

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...When I was merely coal beneath the crust of evening, Reflecting only twilight and bruising cerebration, I mused a lonely paradigm, a dream of warm persuasion For something to envelop in my lone......

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