Flying Personification Poems

*This poem was written for "Kensington Avenue Poetry Contest, Anthony Biaanco, sponsor, July 20, 2025

KENSINGTON'S LAMENT
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Her city streets are grey and worn, with a denim...

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As She flew up into the sky
she got a birds view of the horizon
all around her was openness
her prey far below tried to flee.

It stood...

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verbs stacked themselves against a cabinet
each ready to jump into the story
influencing the writer in subtle ways
flitting and flying sent a butterfly
they were snapped up...

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Pages flying
Thunder clapping
Sun shining
Hearts breaking
Snowflakes dancing
Willows weeping
Wind whistling

It's all personification- but what if we switched them around:

Pages whistling
Thunder flying
Sun clapping
Hearts shining
Snowflakes breaking
Willows dancing
Wind weeping

Sounds like...

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When sun sets and the deepening shadows creep
When most birds go to roost under the canopy of the woods
It is then I start my nocturnal...

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Oh... I'm Evelyn the seagull
eating rubbish, squawking down the sea.
Oh... I'm invisible and a detested bird flying around.
Not admired by anyone, but privileged I feel...

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Fishing Holiday

A kingfisher sitting on the old harbour wall
Listening to the geese from the mud flats call
I'm here for some sea fishing until after the...

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I'm silk-fire, curled in emblazoned quartz horizons,
Of aurous equator, rising in smoke as a secular bird, 
From own fossil-ashes, flying to distant honey-shores, scarlet spun,...

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*** The Trapped Wasp’s Tale ***

Today I am a wasp in the room
Noticed when
Sights of light began the sounds
Of my tap-smacking
Head bangs
Trying to get through...

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An open court

Every seat filled 

Wide eyed and hope filled

Everyone on the edge of their seats

Im flying through the air

The last ten seconds on the...

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SPRING


  Shimmering Sun shines soft closing cold chilled frosty shivering term.
  Spring in zest, zeal and zing on little warmth with charismatic charm.
...

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A flock of birds flying in freedom,

with squirrels living in a tree,they call home,

The winds drumming in unison, running around together,

The flow of the rivers...

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“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”      ...

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We are love-tied doves
immaculately clad in white
toward our flight as a couple to witness 
altar date, sealed with “till death do us part.”
 
While flying,...

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Come, dear child
Soar high with me
Toward zestful freedom…

Let’s zoom above 
Unchained from wheel chair 
Along blissful delight…

Fly with mirth-filled laughter
As you welcome exploration zeal
Propelled by...

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