Dark Lark Poems

Caroline is an old clerk,                    ...

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A state that doesn’t give spark
For it fancies it not: The Dark;
The time a true mongrel would bark
And hearers know what it means: Hark!

A pitch...

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I am A Night Owl
By: Noel N. Villarosa
June 4, 2022

Staring long at the laptop
My workplace is quiet
Active and mentally tip top
I am an owl that...

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“Lark Ascending"



We sleep 
through 

the worst of it all, 
snake bit

prospects thin 
sometimes we give 

sometimes we give in
our losses add credits to the win

we...

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In blue tinged glow of lustrous night,
Hollander watches bird in flight.
In breathless, quiet, shadowy gloom,
Trees are restless, night's abloom!

Hollander, where has gone the sun
In which...

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Sammy went out on a lark
sailing his boat in the dark
and while he got drunk
his little boat sunk
so his hangover went to the shark...

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Encompassed by the beauty of the night 
I hold no consternation for the dark 
as moon holds the predilections of light  
I lose all...

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Flight songs have forsaken the lark,
where flood and fire forage the dark.
From coast to coast our prayer on wings.
O Lord have mercy the choir sings.

Firefighters...

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"What a Lark"


I used to be inspired once
like a lark beating it’s wings 
higher and ever higher into a
golden and blue eggshell sky.
Hailstones hit me...

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Yellow
beams glistening
on close growing clover-
when the lark departs is summer
over?

Tedious toil from dawn to dark,a farmhands days then so harsh and stark.The 
clockhands ticks round...

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The sweet song of the democracy lark
Once told of a bright and hopeful dawn
Now there is only a strident bark
And the whimper of sycophants that...

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Not in winter’s dark
will you hear the lark.
But when summer comes along,
gloom and grief, be gone!
In the early dawn,
listen for the sky lark’s song.

Straight up...

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Limerick : Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark

Once a cute Little Lark laughed for a lark
And woke up the Bush Watchman in...

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On a truant stroll did embark
Amorous libertine on a lark
Half past eight, almost dark
Chance encounter in the park
Whimsical glance hit the mark
Scintilating essence; a meadowlark
Glowing...

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Love 
You betray us
In this dark
We buried you
In Central Park
Gospel eyes
Ascending upward,
Again, this lark, as
Far as the eyes can see...

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