Fly Poems - Poems about Fly

... “birds care not for whom they sing” - Silent One Many writes come and go, could there be One you know? There are writers that write words,  there is One who writes with feelin......Read the rest...

...We are aware of some sort of presence. Elusive. Like a fly that will last for one day. Buzzing, which we choose to be aware of. We sleep. We wake up too early. The buzzing that was driving us c......Read the rest...

...Fly! Fly! Fly! In the field of Reeds, Walk through golden breeze, Smell the scent of allure, Clear sky and clearer mind. Fate! Fate! Fate! Promise me the world over, Promise me you wouldn't......Read the rest...

...why do moths fly in circles toward light at night? Are they trying to shake pursuers, do they feel fright? Actually, they turn toward source where they see the most bright Which causes a circular ......Read the rest...

... “hope floats from purple petals to ebony buds” - Silent One Surging whirl storm billows in the slate sky, tracks the tormenting course of scare in the air. The stratified placid wind doe......Read the rest...

...cavity at our jugular notch deepens even as our third eye lets out a sigh cause by magnetic wheel therein whirring that soon in the void soul may wingless fly......Read the rest...

...Down where The glowing sun illuminates the eastern sky Lemony daylilies open one more bloom And the mockingbird's song rings true Doves fly in to feed, too Down where......Read the rest...

...(Reference to a meditation and the subject of death in the picture. Windmills and birds. (Windmills notorious for bird kill)) Sad Place For Meditation Skies holding ......Read the rest...

...At night soil dreams in silent technicolour, peaceful and alone. It exhales gently without the trampling of mankind snapping roots; without the world above and its usual stampede. Branches noti......Read the rest...

...My spirit released set free to fly seeking in wonder what I do not know so long ago so far from I when for time they went down to the sea bending the back a smooth strong pull and ......Read the rest...

...We walk alone, towards the sight There are the fragrant roses bright, Bees sip nectar, queen kisses drone. Towards the sight, they walk alone. In our old age, we hail flowers. Grown tall after......Read the rest...

...I have a phototaxis response, being; a firefly queen Attracted to starlight, as is nightly by the little dipper seen. Some evenings I want to fly straight into the moon’s pleasant beam. Because I ......Read the rest...

...see the tiny bee? I smirk, for it is a lie. It is not a bee but striped like one, it is a flower fly Because she is small, and at nature’s mercy He made her as great a camouflage as she can be......Read the rest...

... Words mean what to you? Did you know, words have feelings like people? Poetry is written with, heart from my meaningful words. Some poems ooze happiness, others can be very sad. Did ......Read the rest...

...Luna rises high into an ebony sky, when bats begin to fly. Silence seeks sounds to amplify; and as crickets comply, Luna rises high. Flashing fireflies nearby start broadcasting lights th......Read the rest...