Thrushes Poems - Poems about Thrushes

... To thrushes’ serenade at blush of dawn and with the blooming of magnolia trees, sweet Summer wills the sun to smile upon the meadow flowers scenting morning’s breeze. Sometimes she’s mellow......

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..."In the echo of silence, the whispers of the Divine are heard." By Rumi I entered the winding path into the captivating vale Surrounded by ice-capped mountains and ancient trees Firs, la......

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...The old sorcerer was teaching his apprentice a lesson about the moon, but as usual the subject drifted, this time, to witches. “How would I know a witch if I saw one?” The apprentice asked. “It’s ......

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...Two wood pigeons on the hedge Two thrushes fly low Over the uncut lawn Unfamiliar voices behind the door Then the door opens Two men carry out packed cardboard boxes In a few minutes the loadin......

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...Paddling on a swirling river. Her husband takes the right. His wife uses her powerful left hand. Oh, what a truly serene feeling. Gently gliding over the rippling water, As the moon mesmerises t......

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... (A lone voice whispers) It's early morning as I stand here in our old bedroom Listening to my old friends the robins, blackbirds, and thrushes The twitterings, tweeting and chirps of wil......

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... “The melody of birdsong resonates the tune of companionship in the silent ether of loneliness” – Quote by poet In one seraphic spring’s glowing dawn pearly, I saw a delicately wea......

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...Ancient painted woodland rushes, nature's beauty, painted thrushes, homeland under vivid bushes, lovely Indian Paintbrushes. Deepest, dearest, darkest red, scented, softly in my head. v......

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...April decorates emerald Nature with an unexpected snowy festivity that resembles a season so wintry; will the warm snow drift offshore? it's a big thrill at the start of this awaited spring, w......

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... AFTER I finish my statement as confessed I, my fear: if you should ever leave me i know we love each other very dearly ,more than tears from clouds and how they n......

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..."I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings Hello my dearest darling, it was our time to wake, The rustic rooster had already roused my re......

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...Quote:"In a world where thrushes sing and willow trees are golden in the spring, boredom should have been included among the seven deadly sins." Elizabeth Goudge In the depths of my soul, I striv......

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...If you're travelling through Dakota, near the Black Hills mountain range, Send for me the pictures of everything that might have changed. Do the deer still run freely? Do the rain......

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...The Trolls of Ayeres Glare the Stare that speaks in volume described by some as a lyrical grunt In concerns f......

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...Gnarled tree rooted firm, fallen bark, abundant earthen ground cradles. Horned larks and thrushes beat their wings, wavering within sun's gold rays. Lace shade dance a hush call, seep......

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