Trilling Poems - Poems about Trilling

...I'm symphony in your hands fingers soft-playing my spinal keys ebony and ivory it's black and white tonight and every other night stoking with soft-sound stroking with tremolo touch the sighing n......Read the rest...

...As sensitive and as fragile As a mottled Butterflies tissue paper wings As gentle and tender as a teasing caressing arresting summer breeze As transparent and crystal clear as a calm ocean As j......Read the rest...

... My heart and soul are yearning for the rays of the sun to dance upon the wildflowers in the meadow; for the feel of warm, fresh tilled dirt on bare feet as I place new seed carefully in the co......Read the rest...

... Sprigs of green grass pop up on the brown lawns. Emerging blossoms send their varied perfumes wafting on the gentle breeze. Trilling mockingbirds serenade their audience. Nature announc......Read the rest...

... In Chichen Itza, Mexico stands a Myan pyramid- built for snake god, Kukulkan, their feathered deity. Wonder Of The World- with mystery, this temple echoes spirit bird callings- str......Read the rest...

...REPAID by Doug Stoiber Out walking on a mindless errand, lost in thoughts of this and that I came upon a bleak tableau, cruel Nature in its direst test. A battered bird with broken wi......Read the rest...

...Confined within the rusty iron bars to hop and trip Wishing to fly aloft into Heaven's seamless starry heights A bird beats her wings in vain but trilling in sweet sad notes!...Read the rest...

...All night a sleepwalking death stumbled in and out of his prone body. He had been drinking again, whisky fumes rolled around a dry, thick tongue. The air in the room wavered from hot to co......Read the rest...

... "Life is a song," I find it intriguing, how often the roads we journey upon allude to lyrics like variant moods of songs. Some days I endeavor to sing, but the words come out all wrong. ......Read the rest...

... Written: December 30, 2023 _________________________________________ Embrace the oxymoron, if you will. Shall I fool you with monsoon wrath? Despite tears of rain, life wi......Read the rest...

...Sleep lifted its gossamer veil from my eyes this morn before dawn's roseate beams of light had been born. Silence reigned as the world around me still slept. I watched a cat in the garden as it st......Read the rest...

...This is romantic bird magic the cardinal said about the love birds blue The excited youngsters were trilling and tweeting in April’s dew. The smitten joyful couple was happy to take photos, curtesy......Read the rest...

... I was born in May, my nest was in a hole of an old tree. Mother had made the nest warm and cozy with hair, fur, and dead leaves. I often wondered where she got the hair. I had seven siblin......Read the rest...

...I glide with agility and swiftness from azure height With keen eyes intent on finding a morsel to devour My screeching cries are echoed as blaring screams On pinioned wings, I fly where hidden qua......Read the rest...

...Most mornings I can be found in my backyard, checking milkweed leaves I protectively guard. I collect them to nourish and nurture til the day butterflies emerge, dry their wings, and f......Read the rest...