Nighthawk Poems - Poems about Nighthawk

... (My inspiration is number 3, the Snowman winter scene.) I love snow falling, watching it blow and swirl in drifts, like a dance- snowflakes prance......

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...A sliver of October moon sinks slow into the western night and the life of a billion stars begin to fade beyond my sight The black curtain of night dissolves as colors flare the eastern sky T......

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...It's the wee hours of the morning, And the rain is drizzling down. It makes the air all fresh and clean, As I walk the streets of town. Although July is ending, It's damp and cold tonight, An......

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...Inspired by the painting 'Nighthawks' by Edward Hopper The air changes when the majority sleep As does the energy out in the street Aura's of wakeful others draw you near Pondering their charac......

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...With the chalk, Teachers' hearts knock Students flock; Goats, we overstock And sheep, we unlock! With our talks, Teachers' mouths stalk Lazy students' works, Discipline the ones that ba......

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...They say when the moon rides high and bright, And casts it's silver glow, On fields and meadows, woods and streams, And village streets below, It's good advice to stay inside, Not venture far ......

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...The nighthawk that's afraid of the dark Stays up to protect his heart With a mind wired by the creative That won’t cease until he finishes his piece He draws to put himself at ease To give h......

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...OLD NAILS Quazi Johirul Islam I have been trying to remove old nails From my feet, from my palms, for many years Jordan full to the brim of my pure tears Pain spread all over with the great de......

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...Yellow leaps, flipping, dashes wild, Then spins and flits. Plays twister and racket ball. Yellow is camping late August. Feels like pudding skin. Smells Gray Poupon and makes me grin. Dyi......

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...Old Crow Old crow Tired and lazy' against the day Dark skies Lost in blacks and whites and grays Howling north wind Sure takes a man's fight away Wastelands, A dreamer's home on his best ......

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...notice the natural nocturnal of the night- never has the naked nighthawk nested as neat- neglected by dark, he ......

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...Hear the screeching of the Nighthawk, as its talons grapple At the tail ends of the moon's rising, dragging it ever upwards, unto The center of the blackened shroud, of the universe. This celestia......

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...Upon the jagged rock, Where cloven hooves did trot. A maiden clothed in dock, Thought life was meant for naught. Adorned in nature's frock, Awaiting wind's onslaught. Ticktock, ticktock, the ......

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...'Twas a cold cold day o'tune, Fer those pickers down in Boone. Fiddles brought so had they'd ought, Newest feathers just store bought, 'Twas a cold cold day a'tune. Fer those pickers down in B......

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...The nighthawk sails tonight; Encompassing a silent world Caught is, his prey in the wink of an eye Spinning and diving in swirls Across the midnight skies While he holds court with the fancied......

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