Murmurations Poems - Poems about Murmurations

... "Azure Vistas" Azure vistas presented themselves to me rolling inwards the clouds like tumbleweeds mercilessly bump fallen angels off the map like torrents of rain fal......

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... Fickle sunbeams tickle fluttering daydreams...… Lyrical lapping lullaby encores... Gingerly stroke sandy shell shattered shores.. Starlings spy…sky high murmurations... Skimming stones.......

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...“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi Upon my quest for quintessence. I was an amorist, positive in poetic philosophies. Elysian and empyrean effigies, enlightened i......

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...poetry cascading over a stony heart gently grinds it smooth the rhythm stops it's a red flag word murmurations have disconnected flown the coup and scattered in the wind pretty bird......

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...The bogs’ their fruit – the woodlands’ leaf embrace a ripened red motif, as cranberries and maples blaze Oh Lord, I praise October days. Where starling murmurations dance a breathless susurrat......

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...Ode to life As I sought the sapling Laying it deep within the soil And tending to its needs I felt the divine light on me Watching it everyday As the clouds passed And cast their shadow I......

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...Do not shed tears grieving my death; I do not fear my final breath. I've felt the wind blow through my hair, and when seasons changed, I was there. I've danced amidst falling raindrop......

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...a coat of stars on a shiny night you wear and thrive in #'s (almost) everywhere Mozart taught you to sing everything recite poetry and greet those who stumbled in you are precious to me ......

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...The murmurations of a wounded heart, one's rhythm lost, alone and incomplete, are but a silent cry for where Thou art, regardless how irregular the beats. The walls, once closing in and much co......

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...Miss Jessica Finch, the avian sleuth Was scratching out novels and sipping vermouth. She lived a charmed life when she was quite young; Her first book, “The Voyeur: Peeking Duck Hung”. “Peac......

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...she smiles in the shadows of the dead end street living her rag doll life the only femme fatale of our mannequin town a midnight detective going down the low road a butterfly at the crime scen......

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...Murmurations. . As thickening dusk Subdues the tiring day Flocks of starlings rest Trilling and chattering in array Upon tendril branches of trees High up in the towering eves As numbers incr......

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...Squeaks shrieks and whistling chirps mixed with mimicry, colourful spotted speckled iridescent darlings Pixilated torturous waves at dusk mesmerising murmurations escaping the day starlings, ......

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...Squeaks shrieks and whistling chirps mixed with mimicry, colourful spotted speckled iridescent darlings Pixilated torturous waves at dusk mesmerising murmurations escaping the day starlings, ......

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...Trees display vibrant colours that fall in a glorious, crunchy tapestry. Fruits are ready to harvest, lush blackberries, golden crabapples, plump, purple sloes covered in their purple blush. Pr......

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