By tom on July 18, 2009
Soaring High
I wish I were an Eagle
Soaring high in God’s blue sky.
Effortlessly flapping its wings
Taking it ever high.
Surveying the earth beneath
Sharp eyes taking all in
Searching a likely prey
A tasty meal for him.
Swooping swift as a bullet
Feathers fluttering in the wind
A hare, a fish, a bird
His talons soon will win.
Back to the aerie
Three hungry chicks to [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blue Sky, Chicks, eagle, Earth, eyes, Feathers, Fish, Flap, Freedom, god, Life, Mouths, Nourishment, Prey, Sea, Sharp, Sky, Soar, soaring, survive, Swift, Swoop, Talons, Tasty Meal, Wings
By redmandy21 on March 1, 2009
My eyes are burning a radar red.
My saliva swirling is a celestial blue.
My favorite color is dark green.
But you my friend will always remain a swift, sweet, majestic combiation of the black and white beat of good and bad, you are everything, you are my grey and I love you.
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Black And White, D White, dark, eyes, Friend, I love you, love, Swift
By Heart 4 poetry on February 28, 2009
He swiftly soars
through the air.
Without a worry,
without a care.
Boldly and proudly
he flys .
Slicing through
the thick air,
soaring to the
skies.
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged boldness, Eagel, eagle, flying, no cares, no worry, proudly, Soar, soaring, strenth, Swift, swiftly
By richelli on January 16, 2009
The winds of change
Pursue
Breezing through as if
On cue
The sea of flux
Progress
Raging past the swift
Process
Even the earth
Erode
Never wanting to
Corrode
The verdict then
Is clear
The cycle we should
Hold dear
Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged breeze, change, cycle, Earth, Sea, Swift
By tom on July 9, 2008
Soaring High
I wish I were an Eagle
Soaring high in God’s blue sky.
Effortlessly flapping its wings
Taking it ever high.
Surveying the earth beneath
Sharp eyes taking all in
Searching a likely prey
A tasty meal for him.
Swooping swift as a bullet
Feathers fluttering in the wind
A hare, a fish, a bird
His talons soon will win.
Back to the aerie
Three hungry chicks [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Blue Sky, Chicks, class, eagle, Earth, eyes, Family Poems, Feathers, Fish, Flap, flying, Freedom, god, Life, Mouths, Nourishment, Prey, Sea, Sharp, Sky, Soar, soaring, survive, Swift, Swoop, Talons, Tasty Meal, Wings
By paisley on May 17, 2008
it’s been more than a year now,, since father left us,, mother, and i alone.. things have not been easy,, but we are making our way,, in this strange world,, into which we’ve both been thrown…
with father gone, and little in the coffer,, after his illness and burial and such,, our one saving grace,, has [...]
Posted in Prose Poetry | Tagged alone, Anger, Bang, Black And White, Blush, breeze, class, cold, D White, dark, Darkness, Daughter, dust, Father, Friend, heart, joy, Lace, Life, loss, love, Mother, Music, night, paisley, Prayer, Sad, Sadness, Sea, sin, Solemn Prayer, spring, Strife, Swift, Tick, world
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