Meadowlarks Poems - Poems about Meadowlarks

... Written: January 22, 2024 _________________________________________ I hear the wild cry as I sleep, no roaming goats or gulls or sheep. Tire them out, no trace of drea......Read the rest...

... On the 1st Day of Christmas my sister read to me Stevenson's Poem 'Christmas at Sea' On the ......Read the rest...

...Alone on the prairie, time will gently slip, ‘til minutes and hours start to lose their grip. Can’t measure the day by a clock’s turning hand, but by the sun, the stars, the clouds, and the land. ......Read the rest...

...I guess the winter is finally here, The cold wind has started howling, The trees have abandoned their green covers, The meadowlarks have abandoned their favorite posts. When I walk around in th......Read the rest...

...Winds bell-ring the tulips. Racoons hang lazily from eaves watching the watched. Barns are bent into rafts of moss, an age shedding green gathered by crow-footed wanderers. All is a montage of ......Read the rest...

...Beneath a sanctuary of the tree I lift my prayer on bended knee You know......Read the rest...

...~ A lilac endeavor of promised importance came strolling along on a path in the sun Its fragrance unfurling this side of September when springtime was singing for winter was don......Read the rest...

...'Dead to Rights!' 'Dead to rights' says I love you, no 'deed' makes you mine! Love's a gift born each second, there's no valentine, no shared thought (need that's met) . Th......Read the rest...

...“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away and watches as Milton ......Read the rest...

...Summer resplendent sun glowing in the photosynthesis of viridescent grass. Waving blades like long fingers flowing, the sudden sighing gusts come and pass. The field lives palpable in the anamn......Read the rest...

...Time for a walk in the meadow to clear my head I got up rather early and jumped out of bed, A quick cup of coffee and a small piece of toast I must get on my way before the sun will ro......Read the rest...

...I want to be a writer  some way, someday, somehow. I want to be a writer Living in the eternal, ever-after now.  Alive as anyone can be  through words made thoughts alive. I wan......Read the rest...

...meadowlarks meadowlarks return new songs fill the meadows... forests swing and sway 3/14/22 Contest Bird Haiku Sponsor: Tania Kitchin Syllables checked with www.howmanysyllables.com......Read the rest...

...I have the touch of viking in me The spirit of the wild and free I am the waterfall cascading Across all nordic kingdom My sovereignty undenied I render lush abundance Assuring joy to a parch......Read the rest...

...That kind of day I should be outside in the sun Enjoying the sweet scent of the flowers, The brilliant rays of the warming sun on my face Listening to the trills of the yellow meadowlarks, And ge......Read the rest...