Songsters Poems - Poems about Songsters

... I remember having gone to bed a little tired, And soon fell into a deep sleep. Night chill prickled my skin. I felt unusually light. Wasn’t sure what had come about, But was shocke......Read the rest...

...A band of showy daffodils Sway and Their yellow trumpets Blown by a bellowing wind The Bluebells ring their dainty chiming bells Songsters sing a sweet melodic lullaby Painted Ladies clap thei......Read the rest...

...Pearlescent angels twinkle in a perma-marker black ink sky, fluorescent float upon the atmospheric elements ethereally etched. Helix of a thin air eye strain helium, shrink wrap to the golden c......Read the rest...

...dawn songsters trill sweet songs merry notes flow through dales and hills submerging hearts in great joy blissful morn......Read the rest...

...Summer Minstrels and Songsters Crickets Summer songsters Music of the night Back porch lullabies, serenade Singers Newborn Cicadas buzz Yawn and stretch in warm sun Bright eyes see magno......Read the rest...

...Oh! How great it tastes: Steamy Riot But is it delicious like Quiet? How glorious it appears: Chariot Still in some wars and conflicts: Idiot… I had had to talk about Riot: The scene promisin......Read the rest...

...Thy perfection speakest thee as mine might we marry by the fount oh gracious God might she speak me hers: not to unravel my faith in thee. The Tempst of Satan, the demon of deceit must never sho......Read the rest...

...Knumbed by her beauty I stood in the fast beleif she'd refuse my suggestion of suppering in evening she stood proud and assured that I would beg her whilst her friends observed to sneer and ......Read the rest...

...Vigorous, vivid, bewildering, bright songsters, That could calmly enchant the cruelest of monsters; Belonging to the flinch family of Red Birds, Each of their utterances is sweet poetic words...! ......Read the rest...

...I will tell you a sorrowful tale of an ancient time when the turning years carved grooves into vinyl, a time that changed everything and nothing. He was a lad, a stripling, knobble kneed and roug......Read the rest...

...One fine autumnal afternoon, I set out sauntering Along country paths that lay rugged and meandering To see Nature, not in her cultivated neatness But in her stark nakedness and innate sweetness ......Read the rest...

...dandelions sprout earth is clad in green mantle~ songsters chirp on trees at summer’s tail end trees into rainbow hues turn~ leaves drop down feebly snowflakes downward slide ......Read the rest...

...After the blasts of winter Spring has come once again, To clad the trees with leaves To adorn empty spaces in blooms delight To drown the lands in birds’ songs To bring joy and cheer......Read the rest...

...Luscinian voices in the thicket of a midnight waltz single male birds singing from a point of solitude closing down on city sounds inside a forest vault the sound of their vocals, nig......Read the rest...

...sounds so sweet regale me in spring, wafting not from devices, but from trees where songsters trill lilting tunes. February 18, 2022 entered in the Springtime Ninette......Read the rest...