Whirligigs Poems - Poems about Whirligigs

...My whirligigs are spinning; The trees are all a’sway. The dafs, with blooms beginning, Bow their heads in mock dismay. The windsock strips are dancing; The bushes are a’bounce, The dogs on le......

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...Guard dogs try to sleep in a deaf corner. Smaller barkers do what they do best from under bed or table. Large bugs in the sky keep blinking and teasing. They jig and jag and only the dogs an......

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...Bells Solitary heart, newborn in brooding silence, Steps on a cluttered path Through elms and boughs of broken limbs, In a pungent, evergreen hush Absent of astral cacophony That falls like ......

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...A closer look at a fantastic word And no, I’m not talking in bafflegab To not repeat this speak is just absurd To absquatulate like a fracas herd Throw a foofaraw over a little jab A closer lo......

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...My whirligigs are whirling Since the wind has come to call And my windsocks’ arms are twirling Like they’re gearing for a brawl. The temperature is dropping Back to wintertime degrees And th......

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...multicolor leaves showers of seed whirligigs bird nests now empty......

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...shift of the leaves slowly changing separating from summer chilling whirligigs ready for color dying to fall ! ! ! ! ! ! 8/27/2022......

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...My brand-new garden spinner twirls When breezes start to blow. It joins my dancing windsock, Strips a’flying to and fro. The wind provides the magic For the whirligigs and trees, From little......

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...The storm brawled with the flying rags of mad clowns. Small birds exploded in spiral sprays of feathers. Deer slogged against a hoof tugging fright. Raccoons clung to barn beams. Trashca......

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...I am sitting on the cliff overlooking the river Far below in the crevice of the mountains, Where the waters meander like a ribbon And the rafters are tiny figurines fighting The currents l......

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...Considering whirligigs, how they spin, While I, I sip on my ginger and gin Awaiting the next miracle my way, While my hair turns ever so gray Thinking about small wonders now, And......

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...For our friend, Caren: RELAXATION OF FAERIE FOREST dosido, arm in arm through the pinefill of faeries. celebratory shakes, knowing nothing of masks. protected from human mistakes. clinking......

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...Hence, I plunge into imagination to encumber suffering, Athwart are the horizons wider than my pride, I, one but three, such a symbolic trope, the Trinity, A gorgeous exaltation gorged into voraci......

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...dim and dismal green disconnected from the sun waiting on the rain the leaves dull-humid still-standing, no breeze blowing expectant of drench a relief of burns the Summer cold to the touc......

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...aged leaflets gold and crisp hued scarlet whirligigs wind briskly blows and shakes yard lettuce raked and tossed bones of oak left leafless 9/14/2018......

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