Birds Poems
Lasting Summer
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
butterfly bush blooms
such pink and purple colors
green days like late summer
lavender sunshine
in floral scents wandering
cream clouds pondering
striking hummingbird
in deep purple and rubies
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A Bang Up Sunset
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Gold birds at sunset
gliding ribbons of color
crowned by falling night
Far off visions in blooms lure
Beneath red firecracker stars
Cream moon's following
with determined velvet light
aiding dusky plight
Cherry red before they bed
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After
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
On a blooming boulevard of beautiful palm trees,
Fragrances and fronds fluttered in fresh breeze,
Sunset parakeets perched in a purple twilit town,
Hushed moonlight mellowed after the meltdown.
Burgundy
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
My brand new sleek automobile,
My dewy rose with scent appeal,
Sparkling rubies, beauty's ideal,
Cherries and cream after a meal.
Sunset skies of the lazy days,
Valentine heart, during love craze,
Wafting fall leaf, in sunny blaze,
A sequined gown sure to amaze!
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Seven Up
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Gold dawn came early
Seven bluebirds on rouge skies
rising up in song
Discovery awaited
on lavender streets up high
Cool breezes were caught
on a 7am flight
Green trees fell away
Sunup had soon turned orange
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Lasting Summer
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
butterfly bush blooms
such pink and purple colors
green days like late summer
lavender sunshine
in floral scents wandering
cream clouds pondering
striking hummingbird
in deep purple and rubies
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Cock Robin's Song
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
I was a capable, urban professional, quite eagerly living the high life;
Like pink robin, of the saffron noon zenith, afore shadows bloom rife.
My daily work was very challenging, and it allowed me to be creative;
Like the generous stains of colors, which to changing skies, are native.
Since things were going well, with few issues, I believed I was happy,
Like sunbeam roses. Yet, often heard were the words, 'Make it snappy!'
Freshwater pearls free-fell from clouds, in a June of flavorful cherries;
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My sweet Canary
by Saleh Ben Saleh
My sweet canary just loves to sing,
with his yellow beak and golden wing.
His lovely songs will make you shake,
all other tunes will sound a fake.
But as I sit and think alone,
I feel my heart is made of stone.
My precious bird could be my sin,
I keep his soul well locked within.
For every soul is born so free,
I doubt your mind will disagree.
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The hummingbird made me wonder
by Saleh Ben Saleh
A bird was humming,
not far away.
In search of nectar,
in midst of May.
I looked from yonder,
at beating wings.
A sight of wonder,
in early spring.
A little bird,
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The Maze of Truth
by Lamar Yousif
Hello, I'm aiming to get better at writing poetry. So, I decided the best course of action was to write whatever came to mind to the best of my ability and then get personalized guidance rather than the generic and repetitive "helpful tips" I find on websites. Be as mean and brutal as you see fit, as long as it's honest and helpful. If you can, give me tips on what to name this thing, I think "The Maze of Truth" is a bit bland. Anyway, here it is:
The Maze of Truth
We all jump often, and leaves glide down, but birds are the ones with flight
Humans try so hard to dream away,
As from reality, we all try to flee.
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