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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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.
My Wild Summer Loves
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
In garden and glade, the extreme blossom profusion,
And the colors everywhere, in most feral confusion.
The warm winds that blow, all through the languid days,
And the jazzy evenings, gone down in a glorious blaze!
Hot ice cream Sundays, refreshing at the sandy beach,
Seeing stars twinkle lavender skies and eating a peach,
Exhilarated gay wildlife, so evident in bush and tree,
And the lush prolific growth, of many varieties of berry!
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Wilder and Wilder Dancing
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Frenzied, melodic tunes are playing, in the lime green forests,
In whistles, croaks and chirping, where jade growth is lawless,
And nature is humming and dancing, all over the azure world-
Then colors dance on even skies, where sunset lately swirled.
Stars and moon gaze all nighttime, at the never ending ballet,
With its sudden leaps and easy jumps, while the crickets play,
And when morning returns, they are doing the lively quickstep,
To magenta, dawn singing, and as always, there is no misstep.
The Night Club
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
For years I was an aspiring singer, performing in trendy nightspots,
And I sang my heart out each evening, in all of the local hotspots.
Among the enthusiastic locals, at long last I'd made myself a name,
As we remember a rich golden sun, for the colors of his dying flame!
Despite this major accomplishment, I yet found myself dissatisfied,
As the sun grew dissatisfied, when full moon would not be his bride.
Being ambitious I craved the big time, with all of its fine rewards,
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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
......
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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