Swallows Poems - Poems about Swallows

In the night that swallows distances with a rustle of wings, I let myself be carried over the vast expanse of whispering dreams, Seeking the holy light in the webs of destiny, On the edge of this abyss of melancholy that envelops me. I stand on the shore of thoughts, like a castaway of my own consciousness, And gaze into...

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That one lost their tongue somewhere along the way long ago, the sound, doesn’t come out the same anymore, so they roll it up like a carpet containing a nakedly dead body of blunt words like unplucked violins untuned to how it all really works begging to be heard, and the flowery prose, purple and bruised like over-ripe fruit teeth rottingly sugary sweet,...

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as love swallows hate folks of different colours  smile, & Angels clap hands August 28/2023...

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I hear serenading songs of summer swallows and ruffling feathers of roosting starlings. I catch the sweet scent of heirloom roses that have not yet budded upon the bush. All these things I know have been given to me as surely as I see you standing before my eyes....

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Like a bevy of swallows released from a fountain the pageantry of a balloon race set in the mountains A throng of graduates hurling blue caps in the air ~ so, too, passion's first kiss in a fairy-tale affair...

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Challenge the Oh wrath of day; Corner light brilliancy to swallow the dark; All I see, never be; This the distance height of the day sunlight; Swallows up the darkness whole; the nights no more the night is gone away; Sparrows and Robins nestled in branches as they sway; Day light burst shallows up the night; 6/20/21 Written by James Edward Lee Sr...

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swallows' offspring leave their nest soaring . . . sky is a playground...

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Spring tramples the detachment of cold it heals a winter's damaged heart Buds peddle new beauty as trees poke roots from defrosted ground Barn swallows swoop in the cool air ...

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S and P Receding towards grassy plains, fizzing with the sparks produced from unnatural synthesizers. I am tired, letting out an engulfing yawn. My ship, torn and withered as it may be, is uniquely mine. I have never doubted this once, though I have twice; I will not get into that. What I will get into...

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After winged flight at dusk the swallows rest I hear their chirping inside my tallest chimney Where they have found their perfect nest. The swallows of late do not think me friendly For chilly air has prompted the fireplace lighted Without intention to treat the nesting birds unkindly. Held off as long I could to keep the swallows unindicted Even while the...

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the swallows soaring close under dark storm nimbus while others cower 9 December 2019...

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Swallows - for the morphologically inclined No sheep to bumble about alone weighed down with individuality upon the ground we surge in sweet and singing swiftness across the sky shape-shifting all as one to sculpt the bright and empty air with wings of light...

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Since the earth buried my home in a sinkhole I’ve shown signs of psychosis; feeling out of touch with reality. One day without warning the ground opened and my house sank like a derelict ship pummeled by waves of dirt. At first it seemed an illusion! For It slowly tilted lost leverage and slid down a steep bevel of loose earth until all that was left was a fragment...

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Hankering hordes of hungry hovering hawks haunt hoodoos in Utah. Underfed California condors cruise canyon cataracts for corpses. Nesting, starving swallows swiftly search for slime and straw in Saginaw. Gorging ravenous ravens roam Wrangell’s razor ridges in Alaska. Eager pelicans patrol and plunge for perch in pallid Pacific waters. Returning red robins round up ripe raspberries in Rhode Island. 4/1/2019...

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Mao I (After an ink drawing by Mao I, Song dynasty, c. 1100 in the Freer Gallery of Oriental Art) Faded, brown, discrete, as flowers pressed in some antique book or magazine suggest an intimate mood--fleeting, flown, perennial, between timeless print grown meaningless, his femur sausage-linked bamboo or supple joint-less trout, lightly inked, survived the arson and the coup d'etats. We find no window-sized...

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