Short Flightless Poems

three feet tall with grey feathers
chubby with flightless small wings
but fearless from intruders
relic bones remain


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Unsupported website…
 wingless flightless bird
 Distant echo of keystrokes past
—lost abandoned words

(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)...

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My heart is 
A flightless feathered creature
Doomed to a life grounded,
Though never crestfallen,
For it has found the sky in your eyes....

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Cuckoo Haiku

Flightless, no feathers
Strange gray bird, drinks river dry
Cuckoo forgets song


Created On 9/18/14 for Creative Poetry Contest...

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From the blue, blue sky
a feather turns on the breeze
Flightless memories

Turning down the sheets
I sink into feathered bed
On downy swan clouds


© Brenda V Northeast 23 Jan. 2012...

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Flickering in green gold 
Floating little light bulb
Flying with silent wings
Flightless females await
Flashing to find a mate 
Fluttering together
Flare of sparks dance composed...

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Penguins are flightless birds
Their home Antarctic
They are sea birds
In colour they are black 
     and white
All they need is a 
     big red bow
To dress up their tuxedo
The ladies wear scarfs...

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Dancers fly through the air
Like smoke and fire
All limbs and rain on a foggy day,
Flightless birds that soar for just moments
Each pointed foot and extended arm it’s own brush
To paint a masterpiece....

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Center>A finely wrought origami bird,
each feather a flightless paperweight
each wing a flexion of stasis.

I wanted it to come to my hand,

when I thought about that
my fingers fluttered emptily
like paper sparrows....

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The robin that shuddered from the island of the lake,
The robin that tossed until each feather was a flake,
The robin in the wind that watched the waters awake,
Robin red-breast numb with ache.


For the rhyme-battle 2 competition...

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DEAFENING SILENCE
MIND OBLIVION
CORNERED
FURIOUS TWISTING
FLIGHTLESS BIRD
USELESS MUTTERING
WALLS OF YELLOW
PEELING AWAY
PIECES OF ME
BY THE HOUR
UNTIL NOTHING
IS LEFT
WORTH
LESS
BROKEN 
DOLL
LIMBS LIMP
FORGOTTEN
FACELESS....

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heavier than down;
pulling and falling
red-kneeled prayer to the god

of downstairs and tears,
of steps, stones and caves,
flapping like a torn flag

the flag of terra; trapped under
the bricks of this world;
flightless, too low to rise....

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Upon the branch of wasted nothing
Where hampered flight upon crushed wing
Seldom do days come shorter
When seldom is there reason to sing
But to push out from unhappy nest
Without course to fly
Better to fall and lay at rest
Then yearn for unreciprocating sky...

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Beautiful, elegant, floorless butterflies,
Utterly glorious through the naked eye,
Two tone shades of colour,
Too many good traits to offer,
Enormous pleasure to watch,
Rapidly declining in numbers I feel,
Flightless fancy,
Ladie's love to create,
Yards of butterfly creations....

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Broken Wing


I am left alone
a bird of prey
feasting on carrion
wasting my talent
roosting on the ground
unable to grasp
the inevitable
longing for the wind’s
warm updraft
to lift me
from flightless
death


4/16/2017

submitted to – BROKEN WING – Poetry Contest...

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A burning desire
to a soaking wet rock
Circling, circling
to a flightless feather
Craving what can
Mindful of fear
A burning desire
to an empty rain cloud
Circling, circling
to strength and courage
Accepted and heard
Fear is rested
in direction of time
Forward is now open and clear...

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" Do I look EMUSED?" Quote by EMU bird mistaken for an ostrich.

Emu second largest.
Eggs bright emerald green.
Eyes are beady light brown.
Every emu’s flightless.
Eat pebbles to digest.
Easily fooled not smart.
Extra long legs run fast....

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Says the ostrich to the emu with sigh,

   "We have a pair of wings yet cannot fly!

      I guess its just our bad luck

         That we can't cruise like a duck.

            Why have these things?  I'll ever ponder why!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved...

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it’s off the beaten path
this adventure she’s living
her courage and imagination
an effervescent passion
her mom can’t fathom
and follows her
accomplishments
with pure delight
and silently wishes
she could somehow
grow wings on her own



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on June 20, 2019...

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Milky bright sky with rain in her net
Morning performance with native duet
Whip cracks and choo-choos crescendo in song
Spurring near aves to jolly along
The flightless young to pipe up and squawk
Easy like eagle or hoarse as the hawk!
Where cockatoos chase each other and chatter
Raindrops descend, and pitter-patter....

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Where once I saw the sun
flare like a peacock,
fish bones hiss
on a shale whipped beach,
banshee’s are dredged from sandy graves,
spume slaps nests of air.

Waves boom inside my beached ribs.
I am so full of sadness
that I hear myself mew
like a gull in a gale
when it tumbles
as flightless as stone....

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Oh paper crane,
how I wish upon you
to carry me afar,
my childhood spent
as a flightless bird,
my wings stifled
by the hands of a mother
who loved me too much
to let me be free.
Oh, crane,
can I still fly?
Can my folded wings
still spread out, 
perhaps slowly,
to take me to the sky,
where you will 
lead the way?...

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Valentine Limerick- for DW







As I shared all my poetic emotions with you,
Change of inspiring avatar was a blunt in the blue,
Broken heart spurns to beat,
Misconstrues your intent of deceit,
To the flightless birds, can you bid adieu ??






Written Feb 17th, 2015
For contest by SKAT A

Awarded 8th place...

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As tiny globes they float,
Wearing a rainbow coat,
Filled with young breath they glow,
The soap bubble dreams we blow.

Pop! They burst with stranger’s touch,
In the windless sky, away from our clutch.

...Life is rife with lies we tweak,
A hideout from our miseries!
Flightless wings and wailing dreams,
Are a kick back to reality!...

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you move like a hefty pin
on a rail,
anchors lodged to every limb,
like a guilt ridden prisoner.
you strike at an impression,
as if flightless,
feathery.
but your disguise
is utter pain,
deceiving.

move on! move on!

abandon your heavy ways.
find a release.
perhaps during a seasonal drought?
i know some would appreciate that....

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