Tailed Poems - Poems about Tailed

a deep cough in the thicket i sense a deer a quick movement I see a splash of white white-tailed deer...

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A red-tailed hawk soars in an azure sky, Majestically gliding - oh so high! Is it any wonder he inspires such awe In those who study education and law?...

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Talk about strutting your tail-feathers, and using your assets to get what you want, when calling card is no gambit or bluff to flaunt- In the crimson sky, read taled, "Glinted Eye", air siren wails like a little Banshee crossed with Harpy Eagle getting squirrely-with drifting, chasing a pantry, sifting. Shifting winds Wings outstretched, a...

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Less than eighty, now ... they're, unaccounted. 'Tis sad ... NEXT: the hawk hovered that founded fresh sedges, grasslands, and deserts idyll, God in the detail, Red-Tailed Hawk sidle, Blitzkrieg mob by crows, females sized greater, social-less wingers, life mono-mater, dives one hundred twenty miles per hour, kills owl young BOTH nesting competitor, Prey spotted one hundred feet in the air, Their eyesight to...

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The bar-tailed godwit caught birddom by surprise When word got out just how far this bird flies A juvenile Limosa lapponica, satellite tag 2-3-4-6-8-4 flew nonstop from Alaska to the Tasmanian shore! 13,560 kilometers nonstop, eleven days and nights A new world record for marathon bird flights "From Alaska to Tasmania? The devil, you say!" cried ravens and crows, "Every bird knows, claiming to fly 8400 miles To the Tasmanian isles— is the...

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John was invited to participate in the sweat lodge ceremony. You may or may not experience your vision quest. He had no preconceived ideas but enjoyed his Apache friends. A bit of peyote put him into another realm. He shapeshifted, becoming a red-tailed hawk. He flew to the top of the mountain. He felt adventurous and free, he had passion and...

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Staring onto the blanks of skin depths, I might as well fake for forsake. Bright eyed and brushy tailed, Hidden in the mask of despair. Abandoned quiets of youthfulness, juggling with lives apse. "Hush, speak no more. You ain't my reign, nor am I interested in lame." A beginner's mind, which I am not aware of. Thinking of rainbow vivid and lush greens, carving forced passions...

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Sun slowly dipping in a springtime sky; the wind's blowing and the pine boughs tossing. From their warm, peaceful beds the meek and shy, walk down to the river; and the crossing. To the fields above, and forage a meal; prance in the meadows; eyes and ears moving Hear Blue Jay's calling to alarm with zeal. Just twilight now, the waters glistening. Squirrels...

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fork-tailed azure crown breed wolfs down trumpet creepers they dive bomb red kites Date created : 17 August 2020 NB Trumpet vine / creepers nectar source for voracious bird. Dive bomb as in bluff for deterring other species....

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This is my meager try at a tailed-rhyme flowing slow and steady spaced across the line hit or miss, a quality expressed but un-refined why write poetry so unfamiliar? It was like a dream calling out loud to me marking a world surreal for me to try and see and easier...

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Fluffy tailed performers Chitter chatter among themselves No one listening, everyone slathering Juicy gossip Taking daring fifteen foot leaps and dives From magnificent heights, barely landing on Tiny branches. Flinging themselves with wild abandon And oodles of faith into the air, flipping and Swirling. Contortionists. Sliding up trunks the way others slide down. Landing with a well-earned acorn in their jaws....

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in the strong heart society there is one known as the buffalo eye. do the sweat lodge ceremony to speak with the stone turtle. you will see the Lakota sun dance at first light with the canupa. All my relatives... walk the red road, listen to the black road. call to grandfather spotted eagle among...

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He was mighty as could be venturing down by the sea, revered as the king soaring over his golden throne- He was respected yet felt neglected and could never see, all the beauty he held and sadly felt so lost and alone. Self-respect, he had some but always searched for more, he sought no prey, for he saw himself...

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Good morning my wild and bushy tailed cat Sometimes I wonder where you're at You strut the streets so silently Seeking where your prey might be You shine above all other cats Cause neither they know where you're at You live your life just like a king An image so proud to us you bring Wow, you have such energy You move around so...

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*SILVER TAILED FOX* silver tailed fox running from silent trigger trampled and fell--- ~~~ the grasshopper hops along the fern, with long legs--- by;p.d....

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