Singsong Poems - Poems about Singsong

Hate is a feast for crows. Feast your eyes, instead, on love. —by poet Singsong of Spring Caw of unseen crow and chorus of potentially pretty wings. Singsong may have interrupted the murder - melody was sweet. Tweeting torques communication; hate fades with unflappable faith. ...

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duet of singsong “Happy Anniversary” birds tweet in rainshine 4/19/2019...

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tight the eager eye on the promise of what could be bright with summer day faded now with autumn's touch the quick natural boys run fast in the the shadows powerful to the truths of their age young with wet cowlick face i ran too holding a dogeared book of her gentle phrase felt like the world could have been mine gentle breeze stirring the...

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a song is a song, just a song so come on along and sing the thing bring out the voice that the song sings hear a singsong sing along, string along feel the music, the verse, the whole ringing singing swinging thing springing along utterly feel, vibrant and strong just bringin' the singing along today's the day, for all lifelong to open...

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I feel comforted by the throbbing in my hand, The way reality slips from my grasp, Blood dripping to my finger tips, A moment content in pure bliss, I may not exsist to you, But baby those memories show through, The pain brings me screaming back, Cold reality with one true fact, The first is always...

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