Flight Poems
Courage
by Amelia Earhart
Courage is the price that Life exacts
for granting peace.
The soul that knows it not
Knows no release from little things:
Knows not the livid loneliness of fear,
Nor mountain heights where bitter
joy can hear
The sound of wings.
How can life grant us boon of living,
compensate
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The Bombers
by Sarah Churchill
Whenever I see them ride on high,
Gleaming and proud in the morning sky,
Or lying awake in bed at night,
I hear them pass on their outward flight;
I feel the mass of metal and guns,
Delicate instruments, deadweight tons,
Awkward, slow, bomb racks full,
Straining away from downward pull,
Straining away from home and base,
And try to see the pilot's face,
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Bright Wings Aflutter
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
summer is alive
bursting with color and life
bright wings take to air
amid the flurry
in spellbinding summer's grip
I'm in a daydream
birds and butterflies
in a whirlwind of delight
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First Things First
by Gill Robb Wilson
The boundary lamps were yellow blurs
Against the winter night,
And I had checked the last ship in
And snapped the office light
And paused a while to let the ghosts
Of bygone days and men
Roam down the skies of auld lang syne
As one will now and then ...
When fancy set me company
A red checked lad to stand
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Twilight of the Bluejay
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
sapphire on sapphire
at the rise of jewelled night
when the stars flash fire
mysterious quest
like the wide-eyed owl spying
as beauty's fading
in the vast deep blue
the scarlet sun is sinking
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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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Butterfly Blue
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
butterfly in blue
wafting skies we always knew
in orange-gold sun
redbirds sing farewell
a warm hour of green flowers
when still wind listens
to meadows and woods
minty lanes where beauty hides
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Summer Thrills and Chills
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
The tea party guests were warmly welcomed,
By Frankenstein and his just-married bride.
All their nearest new neighbors had come,
To their quaint estate in the countryside.
The refreshments were utterly delectable,
The cakes and cookies so moist and sweet;
But unease among the guests was detectable,
Lending chills to the golden August heat!
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Bright Wings Aflutter
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
summer is alive
bursting with color and life
bright wings take to air
amid the flurry
in spellbinding summer's grip
I'm in a daydream
birds and butterflies
in a whirlwind of delight
......
Twilight of the Bluejay
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
sapphire on sapphire
at the rise of jewelled night
when the stars flash fire
mysterious quest
like the wide-eyed owl spying
as beauty's fading
in the vast deep blue
the scarlet sun is sinking
......
