Larks Poems - Poems about Larks

A Larks Song

Sing me a song because my heart yearns to grieve. Sing me a song so my eyes might shed the tears my body detains.

Dearest lark, my souls songbird, I wish to be consumed by you'r dreary melody. Spare me this. agony and sing to me, I beg of thee, So I might no longer hear

Categories: larks, bird, heartbreak, love hurts,
Form: Rhyme

larks hiku

larks soar autumn's sky

as sun follows prairie rain . . .

wild larkspur sparkles

Categories: larks, summer,
Form: Haiku

Larks

larks' symphony soars 
in unison with west winds~
celestial chorus 

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Notes: Larks are known for their melodious singing. They also sing while they are flying, unlike most other birds, who only sing when perched. This indicates cheerfulness and reminds us to find joy in our own lives. Seeing a meadowlark is good news for the viewer,

Categories: larks, bird, nature, song,
Form: Haiku

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Happy Larks Fifth Poem

You remember me from my past books
I remember you from your scouring looks 
No sales were made; I landed a job that’s not obscure
selling newspapers on the corner is my entrepreneur  

Sales begin turning up and the stand had a name
“birds eye view”  was the unique game.
Hung up feeders around the shack
I knew

Categories: larks, funny,
Form: Rhyme

Happy Larks 4th Poem

Have nothing to say, but lots to write
Can’t see in the dark, will wait till its light
The birds are still nesting, there’s nothing to do
But before I do back to bed, how are you?

Happy Lark is poverty stricken, nothing would sell
Maybe it was due to the words that I had misspelled,
I sold ice cream and

Categories: larks, funny,
Form: Rhyme

Happy Larks 3rd Poem

I am about to leave camp in the thunder
If lightning strikes me it will be a blunder
My quills are bent, the ink well is dry
This being my last poem, I know you won’t cry. 

No need to create a book jacket for my book
People wouldn’t take the time to look,
I’ll leave out the year it

Categories: larks, funny,
Form: Rhyme

Happy Larks 1st Poem

Pondering past midnight I rest unsure
If my thoughts and rhymes would be a cure
I seem to have displaced my pen and papers
Don’t’ have a thick candle, only tapers 
A famous poet is my envision
I have cataracts, I’ll need a re-vision.

Can’t decide whether to rhyme or write in prose
Maybe it will be a masterpiece, who knows?
When

Categories: larks, funny,
Form: Rhyme

Larks Fall

A lark smiles and chats
With sunrays in Ankara 
Hunter shoots it dead

Vengeance in a truck
Mows down people in Berlin
In Christmas shopping

Pain in pink ribbons
Thorns in vengeful souls stubborn
Sun and moon look on
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21/12/2016

Categories: larks, corruption, environment, imagery, metaphor,
Form: Haiku

Larks

The tangled sadness of souls lost 
Between Heaven and Earth, 
Eternally on their way, 
Lifting upwards, 
Soaring, 
Climbing. 
Only to feel the ground’s pull, 
The unseen ropes. 
Trapped in intermediation. 

They have left us without leaving, 
Departed without arriving, 
No sweet Lethe for them, 
No afterlife among ethereal 
Beauties bathed in eternal light, 
No rest

Categories: larks, death, devotion, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse