Wing Poems - Poems about Wing

robins, cardinals wings sing through a gentle breeze ~ spring’s rhythmic applause ...Read the rest...

a sure sign of spring red stripes like glowing ensigns the male marks his tree ...Read the rest...

Born prickly crawler cocooned transformation Awaken. Ascend....Read the rest...

Still love those wings who cut the air A freedom to fly People adored my beautiful wing pair Colour was radiant - like morning sky Used to feel like celeb when they chased-still unaware Those affection were...Read the rest...

Fervid thoughts fill my heart as I sleep. It overflows with emotions tonight for a secret love I've kept fathoms deep, avowed only in the Sonnets I write. In poetry we share the flames of desire and his arms tremble...Read the rest...

Butterfly ballet Onyx eyes colorful death Ants feast on white wings...Read the rest...

Yeah! Far away your love can fly, But forget not, I have a wing, My hands can swim the sky so high, To be there on your throne as king. Yeah! Far away your love can fly, But forget not,...Read the rest...

Across the sky at end of day I watched as birds set off home to roost. Straight home with no doubt Direct through pink flush sky but look One bird at the back desperate Flapping double time to keep...Read the rest...

Oh ,my dear very beautiful goose quill, ...Read the rest...

When sandpipers stir the sky with their wing, They are brushstrokes painting the canvas of dawn. Each flap a note in nature's symphonic spring, A dance of whispers where silence once shone. They scatter like thoughts on the breeze...Read the rest...

Words like butterflies take wings, As we open our mouths to sing. Voices soft or loud and clear, Sharing thoughts for all to hear. Choose your words with gentle care, Like picking flowers sweet and fair....Read the rest...

sun stroking blue bird so hot humid steam bakes wings bird seek shade in dirt...Read the rest...

I can see the sunrise in your eyes You float my heart like red kite Kiss of red sparks in blue sky Bliss of the dark romantic night I feel your warmth and good cheer You make me drunk like...Read the rest...

Deborah has a fear of flying…it surfaces before we even step onto the plane… The problem: This summer we’ll be flying to Seattle, Washington… and back home from Bangor, Maine. A friend of hers said, “What a coincidence…I had...Read the rest...

“The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.” - J.M. Barrie, The Little White Bird Robins, wrens, sparrows, quivering, yet silent, still on limbs...Read the rest...