Short Canaries Poems

melting permafrost
icebergs soon to disappear
canaries warn us...

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The budgie chatters.

     The canaries ignore him.

           He just talks louder....

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budgies chatter

and canaries sing

voices raised

welcoming Spring

while daffodils sway in time...

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So many numbers 
Being tossed around~

And all I am counting is
Missing colour and sound





9/30/2019...

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my sadness dispelled

     by the sound of canaries

melodies carried

     throughout the air and my heart

vanquishing sad emotions...

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There are parakeets
and canaries flying here.
Gone from the pet shop,
they have escaped their prison
and are free to fly the sky....

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Early morning
Sunshine on deck chair
The taste of hazelnut coffee
Canaries songs fill the air
Peaceful contentment
As breeze ruffles hair....

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O sleep!
Thy beauty flourish in thine eyes
Singing thy beautiful song of thy fountain
Embracing thou like a million canaries
How beautiful thy art!...

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A tree
yellowish
trembled...
a wind
strongly winded,
carried
leaves,
flowers  fruits and
a bunch
of canaries...
the tree
stayed
gray in color
unpainted,
denuded... !...

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a little bird told me

                             the canaries have stopped singing
        
                                  it's time to hold our breath







***...

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Listen to poem:

An opera of canaries wanes in,

An alphasphere buttercup hall, curtain,

Rises as a lavender stage prepares,

For a star-studded performance appears.


Date: 06/16/2019...

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Canary birds are a feature of  Canary Islands,
But in the Canary Islands, their is not so easy to found.
On the Virgin Islands are problems of similar  kinds,
One can barely see any canaries flying around!...

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Explosion, implosion,
tomorrow is gone

A new self-destruct mode,
old enemies throng 

We’re now on the poster,
PUBLIC ENEMY ONE

The canaries all dead
—with zero the sum

(The New Room: March, 2021)...

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A moonlit night seduces
A spirit makes muses

Moon sings in ecstasy
to ring love fantasy

The dark fades in shadows 
A spark lights the meadows

Love fairies float around
Dewed canaries get crowned

2.7.2020...

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Melodic voices

      rise in perfect harmony,
  
        Canaries singing




The canaries songs fill the air.
You can't help but smile when you hear them.
To wake up  to their singing fills a persons soul with joy.
Melodic voices bringing a perfect start to my day....

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I will dust your body dripping with fruitful pollen 
from golden buttered sunflowers tall and towering 
painting the sky filled with choirs of yellow canaries 
so I may fill your shoes with happiness



From:  Vows Beneath the Moon
April 26, 2021


September 26, 2021
Liberum Divisa 7 Poetry Contest...

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Okay, I swept this house, enter now
What is lost is lost, but we can share
The canaries songs littering the bough
Dancing with them, if you will stare
Through the window me, away from it
The hawk circling the sky. O I will sit
Until you are tired of it ... the lovely view
Of nature ambiguous, and the missing clue....

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She lives among the vibrant water lilies,
She lives in the clear, freshwater pond,
She loves to tend her flower bed of peace,
As sunbursts tend the gardens of beyond!

She revels in warm, rife saffron sunshine,
Relishing the finest of two exotic worlds,
Like canaries plunge, upon grapes to dine,
In gold summer shine or moonlight pearled!...

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Tales of Gurt & Harry 
(Pickles & Tickles)

There once was a tart child named Gurt
Who sucked sour balls ‘till it hurt
A green apple pucker
And dreams of her sucker
Made naughty Gurt act very curt.

Now Gurt’s brother was named Harry Larry
his back was so hairy it was scary
When he entered a room
They all cried BABOON!
And they ran round like loons or canaries?...

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Scarlet setting sun surrendered serene silvery moon,
And bold beauteous blackness is bursting with blooms!
In wide wilder windswept spaces without ivied walls,
Perennial pleasures recur, as a perfumed night falls.
Yellow canaries still croon in collaborative chorus,
Long after a laudable late afternoon's honeyed plus,
As capricious catching colors charm evening for us!...

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I'm sitting at my computer
First thing in the morning
And joyous sounds surround me
As I listen to their singing.

Canaries with their warbling song
Fill the air so sweetly.
Budgies chattering so happily
While sitting on swings so neatly.

The finches you can hardly hear,
They, like their voices, are small.
I love the beautiful sound of birds
As their singing floats down the hall....

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the next way....

           still waits for mournful reason:

three-headed frogs-

           reptilians, unafraid to come
out of the closet....

           car-salesman who care-

"canaries" we call anomalies,
           threatening to overrun us;

we're just beginning to tingle,

           canaries as big as the sun-
too painful to look at....

           everything becomes nothing,
waiting for

          .... the next way...

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The stars still cast their subtle glow
Through the greyish black churchyards that we know;
Next morning’s fate lies unknown
Before the dawn.

The clouds still drift just as before;
The canaries still chirp outside my door,
Yet suddenly appears the taste of nothing.

The sky is indigo and the blue jay sings;
The children catch fireflies by their wings
Though I am somber.

Throughout the universe no pleasure can exist;
Mirth turned her face at me,
Ever since you fled....

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