Best Twitters Poems

You tried to win her over
with dark chocolate and daisies
Passion on beds of clover
always works with the ladies

So why her indiscretions
She revealed it with a sigh
You didn't ask the right questions 
the rule book doesn't apply

See beneath all that glitters
her cool choreographed style
It's not hidden...

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Rice fields look the same except
for this one; this one who knew me
before i was born… and lying on her
fertile belly, she tosses the mist
of evening’s bamboo for raindrops to
moisten the flesh of gentle cattle.

Through serenades from elders
gathering in a bonfire of twitters
and jousts,a carousel...

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The nursing home called me early in the morning to come
as snow clouds sailed across the sky
and my heart swelled with a sea of tears
to see you lay still like a statue
my beloved grandma turned to stone
and I, a puddle of weeping and lost in...

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Donald Duck Chancellor of this fowl kingdom 
wearing an upside down smile's raging hypocrite backwards 
this deranged Duck twitters to and fro as his unhinged subjects 
unwittingly applaud him onto a victory march that never appears equal 
except in his alternate universe of oneness 
...

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Donald Duck Chancellor of this fowl kingdom 
wearing an upside down smile's raging hypocrite backwards 
this deranged Duck twitters to and fro as his unhinged subjects 
unwittingly applaud him onto a victory march that never appears equal 
except in his alternate universe of oneness 
...

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Evergreen pines 
Evergreen firs,
Yellow moon size star rays shining through,
Nighttime in the forest.

Red cardinals mutter, mourning doves coo
On branches in sleep
Roosting in their wait for the morrow
To forage.

Rustling mice on decaying leaves,
A roaming cat strangely at peace with the night,
Lets the critters sleep.
So curious is...

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Candy floss, seaside rock, smoothies, and flags sporting
Union Jacks
Replace the old traditions of striped deckchairs 
And Kiss-Me-Quick hats.
Chipwicks for our salt and vinegar fries
And their pole-and-line freshly caught local Cod;
The Vintners Parrot: For thick sizzling steaks,
Cabernet Sauvignon, roasted hams cut high off the hog.

Grandads wearing...

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I am just a tiny baby bird of three
high up in a bird house nest
right now I am just a fluff of feathers
and a big mouth
but one day I will fly and glide with my wings
I am sure of this because my parents can...

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How I love the  Wuthering heights rugged landscape
Of the wild savage moor
As I stand upon a rocky outcrops
High on a windswept Tor.

Under the  blue sky canopy before me
Lies sweeping lush green and tawny vales and rolling hills
Land so wild and unforgiving
As the cold...

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In the hush of dawn the first bird trills a song,
and in a pause is answered by a chorus;
a symphony of chirps, twitters and chatters-
                    ...

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A tranquil silence hovers 
over the arroyo canyons
after the winter rain. 
Dewdrops sparkle 
like liquid fireflies
delicately shimmering 
in the morning light. 

I walk through drenched paths
enveloped by cool, musty smells 
and revel in the stark serenity. 
Tufts of verdant green grass
peak up around moss speckled...

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high in a forest tree
a little songster listens
and answers with phrases
with chatters, twitters, warbles
the little bird hops along a branch
hidden in a green canopy of leaves
singing a song that drifts and dips echoing _

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April 15, 2020


Poetry/Verse/song bird
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1244-072-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance...

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 I so love an amber hazy forest
and strolling the winding paths bathed in bright colors
I love the fallen leaves of crimson and rust
the bird twitters and peeps- oh, such sweet callers
flying is a fire bird who is quite a scarlet charmer
oh, the forest is...

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With Spring come the backyard birds to my birdfeeder,
the cardinals, blue jays, drifting, swooping;
                             to join robins,
...

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Babel: “A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers.” Alexander Smith

The preachers preach what they've been taught.
Reporters say what they’ve been told.
The politicians lie and lie.
I watch a tragedy unfold.

On social media I see
some folks who like...

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