Kingfishers Poems - Poems about Kingfishers

...In an island amidst the seamless seas, lost in the warmth of a dream-like enchanting moment, I sense a smooth placid stillness and repose. As the golden ball ascends, light bids adieu to the ......

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...I rock in this outdoor cheap chair Its cushion foam like ice cream Half-eaten by the winter mice in storage I don’t mind Don’t need a full seat to see before me The drop off on Torch Lake I......

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...When the season of splendor sprinkles the scent of sprightliness, when the koels and kingfishers sing hymns of hope and merrily waltz their wings of chartreuse dreams, and when from her day dre......

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...A good friend once told me that kingfishers know the secrets of the universe But dear friend, what about this moorhen on the rivers verge? And as I sit and wonder what my moorhen thinks Around ......

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... More than anything Nature fascinates me Men living in close proximity to nature, I love to see So I ramble into the city’s far outskirts Watching ordinary people in commonplace pursui......

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...As one saunters by the bubbling brook fixated on intricate crannies and nooks  quaint voices encircle, relaying rhyme in a plethora of rhythms, perfectly timed Adonis blue butterflies f......

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...If I can not hold the bird It's prudent to let it accompany the kite When the hues take a distant flight Won't it be a fun with black and white Desires to become, we do have a lot of Dense ......

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...She wound her way as was her wont, Along the treacherous path Adorned by rock, and roots and ferns, Elated as if there was a fire dance in the breeze, Towards the lake and the waterfall. So......

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...I write upon mountains from whence I view the sea soothed by the rhythmic motion of the tide my muse goes into overdrive Soon my pretty notebook is bursting with simple scribbles and ......

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...Annabelle Albatross’s amazing aquatics astound audiences at Atlantic airshows. Bill Beaver’s barrel-rolling barely bumps bobbing buoys. Crustaceans crowd cramped coves. Charlie Crab cowers, ca......

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... “The Penelope Squad” A line of bluebirds tittering on a line swaying on the winds like comedian pageboys having a good time poop in the pe......

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...A quiescent misty lake in center of hillock, surrounded in soundless old oak trees. Sheen of mercury looks ethereal in sunbeam, blue headed kingfishers, in sly glances skim. silvery air sparkli......

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...wildflower meadow as tall as a muntjac cuckoo cuckooing - farmers haymaking grasshoppers stridulating don't touch a stinkbug - wood admiral glides honeysuckle its host plant humid t......

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... MY SECRET RIVER ~~~~~~~~~~ Its source some distance from its end, highlands. A little trickle meanders a mile. Pure, full of many forms of life, no fish! Now babbles over rocky ground......

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...Many many moons ago leaving the porch of a south-facing canyon, I hiked to a place where the foothills narrowed, Where the asphalt road ran astride the reservoir lake into which kingfisher......

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