It's easy to understand
That wings and wind
go hand in hand,
even if the wind is thin
Birds and other fowls,
Whether those who prowl
For prey, nesting far away,
Or those we see everyday.
Above the white clouds
Of beauty and tranquility,
Airplanes cruising speedily,
Need wind to keep them steadily.
With wings and wind, birds and planes
Sometime fly in the same lanes.
Sometime blinded by fog or falling rain,
Must be careful to avoid much pain.
Bald eagles soared to climax
winds following suit
reaching Mother Moon’s orbit
pink-blue wings swirling in space
feathers reach essences dissolving
Love innocent endures —
Breastbones transmuted at
point of no return
we sailed into Void, fluid
zéro apogee in vastness
stoic points absent to
pierce poinsettia
throbbing Hearts
bleed red —
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Silver Winner Poem
Allpoetry: Sept 26
Form : Brevity
Prompt : apogee
Firework splits the night
angel wings crumble to ash
silence takes its shape
your ghost lingers in my arms
a melting oblivion
Carrying soft, smooth feathered wings
To shield it's young from the tears of the sky
Whenever they fall
The bird wraps them in its wings
Offering warmth
Offering shelter
In every storm
Those wings become a refuge
Sometimes after a fierce fall
It's feathers are torn
And the bird slowly fades away
No one thanked it
For its silence sacrifice
No one sees it's wounds
They simply admire
The ones it saved
Never the wings
That broke for them......
Butterfly Wings to Angel Wings
By Deborah Herber 2026
Out of the Smokey Mountains
A phenomenal legend was born
In her coat of many colors
It's pride and honesty she has worn.
She blessed us all
With the magic of her voice
She taught us compassion and kindness
Was something to rejoice.
From rags to riches
She made her dreams come true
And she saw only the good
In me and you.
She taught us to believe
And never give up
To face that open door
And fill up that cup.
Butterfly wings for angel wings
Dancing through heaven's gate
Singing “I will always love you”
And embracing her journey's fate.
In the arms of Jesus
She lies with that humble smile
Watching the world remember her
And the stories she carried every mile.
She was a queen of country music
Bold & feisty to boot
But she loved unconditionally
And never forgot her roots.
A lifetime of memories
Will follow in her wake
Her songs repeating in our minds
As our hearts continuously break.
Dedicated to Ms. DOLLY PARTON
8/26/2026
twilight leans gently over the past
memory feels like soft wings brushing the dusk of years
We
were bright
small fireflies
gleaming at nights
with soft silver wings,
alas bombs rained on us
with poisoned plains our harsh grave,
our magic gone, our show complete
for ever lost to darkness of night
with no prayers, no funeral for us.
Swoops low wings dipping
Serpentine neck held rigid
Feathered & tarred slick
Miraculous ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ stone
Against ¦¦¦ blue miraculous skies,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ towers and turrets rise
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ arches that enthrone
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ wonder of the skies.
Softly ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ spreads its wings;
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ belfry sings.
¦¦¦¦¦¦ Ascension Day ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ shadow of those wings!
(Blackout of At Burgos by Arthur Symons)
Multiple wings
Created just for me
Now I can fly
Into the friendly skies that can become unfriendly at times
Really high
Being among the clouds and soar
Get to know the birds and even out the flying score
Discovering having a destiny bound
Flying heart that can be found
Exploring a universe my very own
Totally full blown
Straight through the atmosphere
Showing no fear
Flying to places always dreamed about
Pausing for rest at times
Up close and personal
Seeing only pictures in the past, but flying and seeing what I dreamed about coming to life
Personal eyes on the scene
Horizons far
Destinations having no limit
Possibilities in the know
Believing and receiving
No more thinking if I had wings
Created and accounted for
Flying the distance being a blessing.
Crystal wings flutter
Must I fly to be your friend
Thou art beautiful
the perfect garden
green leafy plants and flowers
a butterfly's dream
An Eagle soars high above
His wings outspread, he glides away the day
Like feelings deep within a heart
Trapped inside, sometimes hard to say
He looks for some unsuspecting pray
Any small creature will fit the bill
But like love between two mortal souls
Passion rises at will
Sunlight gleams upon his wings
As he rises so high above
And as our lovers walk down leafy lanes
Their thoughts just filled with love
As the Eagle returns high up to his nest
Out of reach of any prying eye
Our incandescent heartfelt pair
Walk through fields as time gently passes by
As our Eagle settles down to sleep
His daily work now done
Two passionate lovers lay in the long grass
For them true love has begun
A veil of snow upon my face.
I woke from a deep cold slumber.
I moved as if I had wings.
An open door called sweetly onto me.
AP: 3rd place 2026
I wish that I had wings,
So that I could fly up high.
I would search thru all the clouds,
Just to find you in the sky.
And if the day should turn to night,
I would use each and every star.
To light the path ahead of me,
That leads to where you are.
Oh how I wish I had wings.
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