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Best Poems Written by Savannah Feeler

Below are the all-time best Savannah Feeler poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Birds

A Chickadee flies from tree to tree,
an eagle soars over big blue skies,
Oh to be a bird to fly so free,
Where another dips and then pulls up to the sunrise.
   A Robin gracefully lands on her nest,
She feeds to one,
and then to the rest,
While the babies chirp, the mother gazes to the sun.
   Although planes too can fly,
the birds was designed by birth to soar,
and although planes too go high,
birds can swoop and twirl to heights galore.
   But not only do they fly,
above clouds and such sorts,
for many can fly like, the butterfly,
but a birds instincts can tell him when to build his forts.
   Sometimes I jump in plans to soar,
leaping off the edge of the table,
I jump and land upon the floor,
and somehow learn that, I am not able.
   To end the thoughts of my outrageous dreams,
I'll say by simply telling you,
when I end my crazy schemes,
I guess being human will have to do.

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Winter To Spring

He shivers as he steps on the porch,
The sharp icy air gives a certain scorch.
   As he steps out from the arbors protection,
out to where there is no affection.
   A month or so later,
 the boy feels oh so much greater.
  The sun shining down,
where there is no such thing as a frown.
   But now there is a long process to get from season to season,
and you get tired of Winter's cold and sharp treason.
   So as we walk through the steps, enjoy the end of Winter's blast,
just as you did when it began and you said "At last!"
   As Winter comes joy fills the world,
as snowballs get thrown and hurled.
   The cheer, the bliss begins with a snow,
however you come to remember and know,
 that Winter lugs on and on until Spring.
   Though not very easy,
we must try to enjoy the breezy and sneezy.
   So as the snow melts into the dirt underneath,
people will put away festive décor, trees, and a wreath.
   People then change from heavy bundles of clothes,
and on to short sleeves is where the style arose.
   The used-to-be snowflakes turn now to dandelion seeds,
flying to and fro, and landing where it needs.
   A pleasing fragrant of Honeysuckle, Jasmine,
awhile bumble bees come flying, trying to get in.
   Low and behold Spring is in,
while once a year it begins again.

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Crystal White Snow

Snow, falls gracefully on the wet, hard ground
and unlike rain, it lands flawlessly,
and unlike rain, it doesn't  come year around.
Amazing as it is, blissful it may be,
it will soon pass when spring comes you see.

Snow, each snowflake not alike? Does one ever tire?
Snow, snuggled up cozy and warm by the fire.
Snow, taking many different forms, it can.
Snow, a ball, a fort, or a snow man.
Snow, a blissful thing to behold.
Snow, all interesting stories to be told.

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Ocean Cry

The quiet walk upon the shore,
The quiet need for something more.
      The quiet cry of some seagull,
The rowing of a boat that is halfway full.
      The putt putt of a motor,
spraying out of water.
      The soft, grainy sand  beneath my feat,
The geese flying south in V shaped fleet.
      The light spray of water upon my face,
The Great Big Blue ending in a trail of lace.
      The light green grass swaying in the breeze,
The cooling air gives you so much ease.
      Oh tell me now,
      Oh tell me when,
whenever shall I see you again?