Meadowlarks Poems - Poems about Meadowlarks

...New day dawn palms up After the dark Bird's praising God sparrows, robin's and meadowlarks Early spring new day air Whispers In my ear Selah For His purpose Glory Hallelujah ......

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... Suddenly over the sudden years I have felt an encumbrance; I sense an albatross - the weight of sundry uncharted days. Times I chronicle today as if I were a wax cylinder or a broken spool in......

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...Line of inquiry: “since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” My thoughts are swimming against the curre......

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...I Could Sit Here” I could walk along this sandy shore. Crashing waves to and fro. Sandpipers chirping, Seagulls circling, White sails sailing. I could sit here for a while. I could hike t......

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...I decide to take my dog to the park on this beautiful warm sunny day, and sit under one of the gazebo's picnic table-benches to enlighten some inspirational true creative writing. Sun b......

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...V. "The Great Collective Awakening" Aren't we the true definitive problem, not just astray- malignant corporations… Or unresponsive governments ? We are fault......

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...Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart - Daniel Henry Rodgers Roots and Dandelion Dreams: A Mother's Heart - Daniel Henry Rodgers At dawn's first blush......

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... 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......

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

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...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. ......

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...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......

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...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 ......

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

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...~ 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......

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...'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......

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