Eyrie Poems - Poems about Eyrie

...In my New York suburb, I’m mildly fond Of Helvellyn Road, and Gracemere pond But the original Helvellyn called... Ravenglass too, even the name enthralled. Of Lake poets, I eagerly read And I ......Read the rest...

...The eyrie is miles away; but egg shells lie in my yard. Eagles? not your ordinary birdbrain. January 19, 2023 Rick Parise: 1 QUOTE ONEQUOTE......Read the rest...

...During your twirling soliloquy & throbbing zeal for endless dalliance beckon me will come again & again to your eyrie on ......Read the rest...

...Tim was nineteen years old, getting ready to go to university, His parents had organised his accommodation A house for students, roomy, very near to outskirts of city, His friends shared all cost......Read the rest...

...Ode To Poets Poets have vivid imaginations because their minds work differently. They see things others don’t, with an understanding that goes deeper. They bare words on paper smudged by ......Read the rest...

...In the May-time of my life time bloomed each day a prickly boll – but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed swaddled in the purity of security for what seemed like eternity a l......Read the rest...

...exile, exuding, harsh hooching, hitched- evoked, exeme, eyrie, eagles? 7/13/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©......Read the rest...

...subtitle: And YOU called ME a birdbrain? F FALCON F O OSPREY O R RAVEN R E ......Read the rest...

...The chick killed its brother; the weak have to be expelled from the nest, It had to be the last and the first, the one still instinctively pecking, still begging from the raw red mouth to endur......Read the rest...

...I gazed upon the mighty ocean waves and gasped at their startling potent power. Their crashing on the rugged rocks below, it gave me pause to stop and think of Him. Christ’s face before me ......Read the rest...

...An eyrie of bald eagles stir, waking to the fresh morning air. Preening and primming flight feathers grooming each with diligent care. Flies buzz around yesterday's scraps, fueled by t......Read the rest...

...Branches of an oak tree bend and mourn the fall of its last acorn, itself left wanting the warmth of chestnut leaves. Comfort in cupule. Winter searches for mittens lost, misplaced during last ye......Read the rest...

...Everywhere we were, we were in the mood of seeking eyrie At times, life’s roses and prickles prerequisite no banana The forest accommodates amazing trees and flowers pulpit In the sun, the minds a......Read the rest...

...Gallant is the Eagle Flying high towards the Sun Keen with deadly sight Viewing from heaven above Take flight my spirit with you. ~~~~~~~~ Together we'll fly Onl......Read the rest...

...1. A satellite on me is so superfluous b’cos even without it, you’ll see my flaws my new adulthood on your eyes is a sty as my every late night makes you pray and cry anytime my rebellion faces y......Read the rest...