Long Fledging Poems

Way up there in the atmosphere, 
Is where my Golden Eagle lost his fear.

It is where I met my new friend...

I've always dreamed about flying so free with the eagles.
Especially my invariant Golden Eagle.
He soar's...

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Here in this fledging nation of 28 million, Bolehland is really something...
For everything is possible and by the Addidas punchline, Impossible is Nothing..

Today there is an interesting bit of news concerning the local health ministry...
It...

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daybreak calls off moon's whitewash

in the wee of this morn I startled up from what quite seemed like a crash landing from midair plunge of a fledgling's first flight—thanks to my false 'alarmers'; the plantain...

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This Space for You...

Darling, my darling, how I long to see you so,
Such a long week of papers, pencils and meetings galore,
Prepare yourself for such a surprise as you surmise an unseen row,
Thusly have I,...

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Immeasurable maturation profoundly
transformed thy Shana Punim
within whose corporeal femininity
gravitas resonates and doth hum
whose unbelievable transition, now
follows the beat of her own drum

approximately four years ago,
thee second and youngest born
daughter didst squawk and crow
aforementioned fledging eagerly,
instinctively,...

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Longing for heart-quiet
in the inevitable fall
into Winter’s short days of sun
forwarding to Spring’s
longer days — a circling back
in the sameness of time.

Heart-and-mind-numbing time
with no respite. A longing to quiet   
those thoughts playing back
battle...

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On the blessed days, light travels through the senses
A flotilla of flames floats on the river of each vein
Touching the soul with its infinite union
Shining with opulence through generations

Verse by poet 

The heavens surveyed the...

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I would love to live a secret life of a bald eagle flying free.
No more weakness and captivity, just strength and sovereignty. 
Soaring the skies so very high with strength and emancipation,
a paragon of freedom...

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NEW SPRINGTIME BREEZE
AN
ORVILLETTE
POEM
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The breath of a new springtime breeze,
the fresh air enticing birdsong,
growth in hedgerows, as yet tease.
Oft concealing, but not for long

The breath of a new springtime breeze.
New life in all manner of forms.
Now...

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The awareness
                          of your presence
     ...

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Things that make me happy
bring a smile or tears of joy
they have no monetary value
sweet gifts for every girl and boy 

So take off all those blinkers
Let the light shine in
Put away your screen today
And...

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Shallow Man



I am for want of a better explanation
A stupid and inconsiderate man

For all my confessions I profess to love
I am selfish
Thoughtless

I hide behind eloquence
Poetry I write deceives my heart
But the mirror shows me up...

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Shedding Feathers
One by Two
By Two and Three

And Three keeps shedding 
because there is more,
Divine Feathers
which held and defined His soul.

He let them be White,
Paper White,
but proud as a Knight, 
fighting enemies and Holy battles
on a...

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Did she retire her love...
cast into the shadows...

this significant denial...
her world of dreams...

...her world of desire...

placed delicately into...
the all unassuming state
of involuntary convalescence...

His world contrived of impure
thoughts, lingers motionless...

the chemical after thought...
raised a warranted salute...

She...

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For half an hour, 
he was a few feet in front of me,
trying to tame the little metal beast,  
jittery under the torrent of none-too-gentle 
dos and don'ts coming from me, 
his 6-year-old legs...

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Let me put your parenting skills
Under the microscope, my thrills!  

You share your food with the young
You eat, regurgitate for the fledging

What childcare, what love & nurturing 
You, bird parents take turns food hunting

I...

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Dirty hair and a rag tag shirt with spots of blood
sitting on Cathedral steps spilling out love
smiles greet finely polished Cole-Hann's, Carter's, Valentino's
along with gentle out-stretched strokes to the well-fed 

Doe eyes dance in Hanna...

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Yesterday death said in passing...
 “Someday it will be your turn,”
Always from dark mood harassing,
Never master, just intern.

Days awaken sleepy idler,
Death’s chill lost to summer breeze,
Autumn’s leaves show hidden color,
Spring’s joy melting winter’s tease.

Nature’s cycles...

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The Great Blue Heron always does its best
While hatching, fledging, high atop its nest;
With Nature’s rhythms every day is blessed,
As surely as the Sun sets in the West.

The heron pair take turns to go on...

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We said goodbye to winter weather 
                Welcomed the sweet freshness of spring
       ...

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My past resources have gone to waste.
A fledging youth has departed in haste.
Substances taken as a teen have wiped the slate clean. 
Memories of yesterday have been displaced.

Discarded is all hope of return. 
Passions remain...

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