Speckled Poems - Poems about Speckled

In uniform vision flight of angled depth and precision. The breakfast being cooked outside on the roof, in a tree, on a bush with no emissions! The squeaks and bubbles and hisses - these sounds you may well miss. In the blink of an eye they dismiss us, disappear away in the distant bliss. The complex array of...

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Nature And The White Speckled Fawn White speckled fawn lying in the dense reeds, Nature takes greatest care of its own best. Unlike man and his vicious wicked deeds, Nature holds life with results not requests. Baby hummingbird, so fragile and small, hidden in a well made and clever nest. Speed and beauty in flight as I recall so unlike the flies that...

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Soar higher and higher, you child of heavenly bliss! Forsake one level for the loftier with a yodeled hiss, Slice the crisp obliging air like a laser-driven drone For your speckled wings have no mediocrity known. Do not let your wee little weight hinder your rise To the silvery heavens where your destiny lies; Closer heights may tempt with their easy...

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Sun speckled pond, Reflecting my old face. I’ve come again to catch your frogs The ones that you misplace. You can’t keep me out Your ring of mud and reeds. I’ve worn my faded sneakers And rolled pants to my knees. But first I’ll take a break And sit here for a while. It’s been some time since I’ve been back. I’m tired. No...

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Ride a Speckled Horse Half Moon Bay A little speckled grey How unwilling you were But I'd rented you that day No cajoling and no show of force Could lift your heart to run Weren't you used- to- always being, abused by everyone ? In shame, at that slap of reins across your neck I let go - content to feel the rythm...

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Speckled Mist Beautiful colors, magnificent swirls Large enough to consume our world Then as if connected to an invisible cord All become stiff as an old iron board More beauty than could ever be caught Its multitude could never be bought The force of it all becomes unstoppable Within one breath it forms into a...

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The Starling is a speckled thief that comes with morning light. He struts upon my porch to steal himself a bite. It wouldn't be so bad if only one bird nibbled. But, for some unknown reason the whole flock must be kibbled. The bunch is quite...

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Sprinkled like snow fall, hawthorn blossoms- spring disguises nature's prickles...

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Sea horizon in the distance ...a clean line.... a quiet shore Every day the ocean washes up something new on its sandy floor... Today, the sea formed haystacks of seaweed piled quiet high Yesterday sea sponges and fan-shells lapped the crunchy sands Gentle humming of soft ocean sounds humms by to and fro Seagulls...

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