Feathering Poems - Poems about Feathering

...4/24/24 I've played plenty On my conscious life weighed heavy I have to stay ready Then aim steady Obstacles I will face many Can't give ground or let them take any These snakes pesky Oft......Read the rest...

...Some say Love is everything Some say love is nothing Of course, if one has never been loved, never felt such warmth from another; absent the caring nearness of a dear mother, father, sister......Read the rest...

...Just because an impetus arose... to repost poem (I chanced to locate amidst plethora of poems on hard drive of Macbook Pro) written more'n a half decade ago before yours truly blissfully ob......Read the rest...

...What we hear is a haunting, of words not said, there’s only this deep listening, yet who or what attends? Something mundane is said, a sudden potency, a brief sonic feathering awakens inner ......Read the rest...

...Warm are days every Spring as flowers bloom and honeybees buzz in search of sweet nectar. The season of birth and growth Songbirds sing while feathering nests and leaves reappear on b......Read the rest...

...The sandy beach and the ocean obviously do not understand each other. Each wave falls upon the shore, as if it had never met that shore before. The sand attempts to flow away, yet scuttled c......Read the rest...

...This, as it is, stripped and reduced - undone by raging, torrential, opened senses; To its elemental couplings of unbridled pieces. Here is life, in towering, brindled expanse, that swallows ......Read the rest...

...Gray wings at the edge of a threadbare blue. A feathering that attenuates and denatures. Beneath somber clouds stone angels watch green granite deathbeds crumble in darkening dens. Octob......Read the rest...

...Soars Soars Sparrows borrows Leaves on greens Shrubs and scrubs Te......Read the rest...

...A raw red crater of hunger; the clacking tongue a buckram spear shaken at all comers. The gulls mouth is the gull, the gullet is the gull the torso, the snowy pale blue plumage, that dark und......Read the rest...

...Telling "White Lies" My mother got born November thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five within poverty stricken household of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest (most mollycoddled) of four sibl......Read the rest...

...I re: egret forsaking gull friend where, heron eye twitter Fictional account related courtesy one pink flamingo. Aves lusting for verboten tweet reed lubricious sin after giving Twiggy anot......Read the rest...

...Once there was dingo, rabidly mad as he could be who thought he was a Bruce of a man by how he spoke But no man would call him their 'mate,' for you see... he was a mongrel dog who pretended to be......Read the rest...

...Antagonism's stand up protagonist, Her dark comedy impatient inside AuntAgony declares left out right in face of a bi-culturally sublime ProWithiGistic voice within, if S/He only vulnerably d......Read the rest...

...My feather duster shed a plume, From overuse, you might assume, But you’d be wrong; my living room Is good at hiding dust. Yet that stray feather made me muse On how the furnishings we choose ......Read the rest...