Short Fan Out Poems
Short Fan Out Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Fan Out by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Fan Out by length and keyword.
petals of beauty
fan out from sweet nectar core
nature's honey well
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pendant green leaves weep
branches bend toward the ground-
peacocks prance and preen
peahens understand
bright blue-feathers fan out-
winds whisper secrets
grey frog croaks loudly
willow canopy is home-
cottage red door opens
Go
Son
Take flight
Icarus~
Be daring be brave
But most of all be vigilant
Unfurl your wings fan out and soar to independence
Navigate your odyssey with perseverance~ go forth and don't look back, Icarus
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on October 10, 2019
From the navel of God
I swirl forth
helix petals unfold
the dew of His love
glistens
in the naked morning mist
sun splashes across daybreak
I fan out my wings
like an eagle
expand my chest
take a deep blue bugle breath…
exhale peace, love and good wishes
a sweet fragrance
just for you
A fine damp gauze drapes across trees
As white dread locks fan out
Upon a pale blue morning sky
White doves coo, roosters shout
Come up orange sun, shine through shadows
Silhouette trees, warm
Surroundings for spring has sprung
Coming into grand form
Golden sun lift the drapes away
Allow the birds to nest
Bring the plants alive to seed, grow
To replenish the earth's best
Your warm yellow radiant rays fan out
Following the wedded sun touching smile.
Through the dense tangle of vines and leaves sprout.
Your warm yellow radiant rays fan out
And bends down in sadness during night stout.
From your heart as dawn break your seeds stockpile.
Your warm yellow radiant rays fan out
Following the wedded sun touching smile.
8/25/2022
Faxing the texting words
Is now a fan out of sight
Not touching a hand
Creation of disappearance
Not sight or sound
Of human kind
Only touching the mind
Leaving the body untouched
Unable to feel reality
Thus, appearing as real
As a television show
Or a silent radio
Torn apart
Sights and sounds
Now only words
Separating the body
From the mind
An illusion of real life
As if we were
Action figures
Playing
A new game
from a rice paper lily, she recites favorite poems
while pumpkinseed fan out nests in the shallows
a jay on a birch branch teases the tabby
who twitches his tail amidst velvety reeds
on the shadowy bank a gent awkwardly lays
while laughers picnic just a stones skim away
in a robin's egg dream, the sun gently opens the sky
and gives away freely gilded strips of its life
soon the light will bow to the will of the moon
when the night magician unlocks the angst of the loon