Sparrow Poems - Poems about Sparrow

... Written: July 24, 2024 For Canstance La France Contest Quote: "the drums of time have ceased and my fragile soul is a sea of tears" By Constance la France ......Read the rest...

...the singing sparrow cares not for the morrow and yet the dweller of its heart within form feels bliss ignition start and so oh hermit, we are that know it as a certain fact hold back not hea......Read the rest...

...I Hope You Are Able To Sleep —————————————- I hope you are able to sleep head on pillow, eyes closed, deep. This journey you are on, painful to serve, to support, so mindful. No recognition o......Read the rest...

...\\ I wrote this poem about my family after being away awhile // At the eve of the blossoming Sparrows beautify the glass sky The sun has given me something At death of day I fall upon it The b......Read the rest...

...VILLANELLES IV She Always Grew Roses by Michael R. Burch a belated eulogy for my grandmother, Lillian Lee Tell us, heart, what the season discloses. “Too little loved by the ego in its p......Read the rest...

...The days when I played in them Not listening to any words from mom. Cherishing each drop falling on me Feeling as though a sparrow is free Sloshing, sploshing, and splashing Amidst lightning fla......Read the rest...

...“a mute tongue is a slave to silence” - Silent One You rouse the proud, sung praise all wowed Who draws the crowd and plays so loud? Sway befits a rock star jam Baby, it'......Read the rest...

... Sunny days of amber Start daylight summer. Skyline clear, veils of clouds' scatter. Sunshine silhouettes placid and plenty Sustain vivid space for dreaming beauty. Sparrow sisters spirit ......Read the rest...

...Spring morning, quiet. One coyote, three deer running in snow. What else have I seen? A sparrow hawk in mid-air snatch a robin, a sharp-shinned hawk catch a rabbit in its talons. A deaf ......Read the rest...

... I move closer to decipher the sound. It is the wind blowing across the lips of the morning moistened by melting frost. It speaks in whispers. My footsteps seem loud and echo along the wa......Read the rest...

... visiting the park the Robin hopped near the bench where Sparrow gathered Heidi Sands 6/15/24 (C)opyright......Read the rest...

... In the mountains it’s our tradition to delay our morning walk so we can listen to the morning choir that begins promptly at six-o’clock. Yes, at six-o’clock every morning without uttering a wor......Read the rest...

...I awake to the tune of a Sparrow serenading Dawn and welcoming the sun. It sings a cheery, sweet song that beckons me to the window to catch a glimpse of this cheeky bird who greets each day......Read the rest...

...Existence, herein, is like water in an earthen pot. A grit on the problem is enough to bring it to naught. The water in it is cool and as clear as a crystal. Though physically brittle, both within......Read the rest...

...Cracked moonlight caresses every carnation flower, While my sight sees a salty sea seven miles away from here . The moon burns to ashes as the old ocean grows golden with every growing hour, I can......Read the rest...