Long Kestrel Poems

I rather watch a kestrel to see
Her swoop and swirl
The skies invisible maze
To feed the inhabitants of her nest
Her milk of gratitude

Morning begins with a bright darkness
And the beckoning beaks for food
There is a wind...

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in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck me dumb - 
sending a tremor through my soul...

marvelling, pretending...

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The nervous man
Slight awkward stance
Waiting for a train
Talking to the rain

Is he mad?
Is he sad?
A broken heart?
How many times has his life been torn apart?

He doesn’t fit in
Fashion and style were never his thing
His glasses,...

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Blue Iris, 
Grimoire gondolas steal unbound human yawns,
Each Charon poised with sallow spear along the River:
Austere laughter of headless boughs 
sipping grave-scented spiritual kisses.

Gruel to Drinking Fear you do coerce,
Till evil flees the dawn within...

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a secret rendezvous in the woodlands

trees dripping with soft morning dew

moss giving rise to our mounting desire

oaks seeding life and naked adventure


pining for cones of passion and pleasure

nature knows best how to release sorrow

in bed...

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She’s my woodpecker, she’s my humming bird, she’s my goat sucker, my fly catcher, my skylark, my swallow, my blue jay, my sandpiper, my blackbird, she my kestrel, my petrel, my quail, she’s my nightingale,...

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Squadron assembled
Trojans and droids
Three sisters their target
Null to void
 
Atmosphere entered
Red to grey glow
As we near earths terrain
Red rivers flow
 
Cities on fire
Civilisation of pyres
No daylight sensed
Extinguished, by these darkened pariah's
 
The droids report back
These...

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Someone once saying to me
I always wished to meet some like you
To you one writes poetry from the heart and soul
opening up from my very being 
Looking into the sky spirit of a kestrel dancing
on...

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The eastern seaboard
Of the United States
As the sisters three
Evil dictates
 
Population massed
As the floods rise
Lands disappearing 
Is the earth in demise
 
In typical fashion
We fight amongst ourselves
For higher ground
A higher shelf
 
Woman and children
Allegedly first
Money...

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How beautiful the sounds, sights of nature

In the distance alarm call of a cuckoo,

beautiful sound of summer Tanager

Blackbirds hopping around getting in a stew,

Acrobatics of swallows, swifts, Martins,

Crows of the carrion, rooks, jackdaws, Raven

Cooing of...

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Something about culture
Something deeper than root
Thicker than blood
More brutal than ancestry
Wriggling from the mud
Something inviolate
Absolutely unemancipating
Something the nomenclatured "badwud"
The aroma from the kitchen
Fresh herbs and logwood smoke
The crispy crunch of a delectable feast
Fried fish and...

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Panther calling Kestrel-- over
No response
Panther calling Kestrel-- over
No response
Panther calling Kestrel, time is critical--over
No response
Kestrel calling Panther, break in comms, big spinning top is taking us into  wintertime, you are among friends, sending new...

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Sam came out of the woods today,
With his hair and his eyes looking so gray,
The gray of the walls were full of moss,
He stood in the sun and looked so ill
Walking up the wooded valley...

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A kestrel dips into an updraft
thinking he knows the world
tranquility gurgles 
through silent valleys
over mountains
around the earth
refracted 
through the wind

The creature soars ever higher
in great swoops and dives
the horizon curves as it eludes vision
the stars...

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Down by the reservoir of dreams

Waters reflect subconscious streams

The lake’s mirror a mosaic

Wishful well versed and prosaic

Droplets of pain dissolve on touch

Always to soothe never to judge


Up in the sky eagles hold sway

Kindle sweet lullaby’s...

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Temptation pulls us all into sin with gravity force
Wading in with human desires sweet sugar coating gloss
 
Strengths are nurtured and grown from our creator's breath of light
Filtering through densely chaotic thoughts stony cold walls
...

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Hovering silently above the sunkissed field
                             ...

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He is a boy with orange hair
And more freckles than pride.
He is a boy with his eyes on his feet-
He glows the light that others reflect.

She is a girl with accusation in her eyes
And more...

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Flock of birds met in a marsh
Dusky breeze welcoming all
Sat on the branches of mangrove
Chirping, clattering on mighty matters.
Sharing nuts, grains, seeds and saplings
Teasing one another with colourful feathers
Discussing their flight and heights they cover
Lastly...

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A flash of wing............. 
Exploded feathers....... 
Bird of prey 
Nature's way 
Raptor's thing 

The Falcon's speed 
Victim,pays no heed 
Aerial violence, 
in the sunlit blue silence 

The Hawk........ 
flashing by 
High speed dart in the...

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A flash of wing............. 
Exploded feathers....... 
Bird of prey 
Nature's way 
Raptor's thing 

The Falcon's speed 
Victim,pays no heed 
Aerial violence, 
in the sunlit blue silence 

The Hawk........ 
flashing by 
High speed dart in the...

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Changing  world 



Where the woods of unruly domestic trees on
The other side of the road has not always been there
It used to consist of small homesteads and poverty
People left for France or America never...

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Corn is harvested and hay neatly bailed
Indian summer hovers over field
Wind frolicker dived smoothly then impaled
Unwary creature who was unconcealed.

Small bird of prey with beautiful feathers
Keen-eyed Kestrel looking for easy prey
Golden autumn simmers perfect weather
Mammals...

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Sailing up and down the sky
Hovering over the moist heathers
Soaring and sliding high
Dawning grey and brown feathers.

Spreading her wings with expertise
Unfurling her stripped tail,
She glides through the wind with ease
Looking as light as the dancing...

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The call of the muezzin, drifting over the wall,
mixes with the odors 
of diesel, cooking oil, and humanity,
as I watch a lone kite flying above low houses, 
a smear of red across dun colored hovels,
crouched...

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