Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, Think About This

In Response to Brenda’s Wordle ~162~ They Embrace the Skies ~

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      So many times I have seen on rooftops and in pictures

rows  crowds and groups of black and white pigeons

 sometimes it is a London report  sometimes a survey

    every time it is a treat to see them pick peck and flutter

it is not  need but  hobby that many in the North follow

parrot hen cat and  pigeon is popular than a swallow

for birdlike  pets are good company soft and mellow

‘hey hey hey birdie sing sing sing   ‘a jolly good fellow’

it is all so good to see sit back laugh  and smile

to share the tweets chirps twitters and squeaks

let’s face,  that when humans are stuck on land

  pigeons fly,  in freedom the skies they embrace.

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Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

For POETS UNITED ~ Midweek Motif ~ The Color Green ~

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Armed with the strength of faith and a sharp skean
treading stealthily through the unknown unseen dene
who so deeply sought the precious embedded sphene?
bitterly tough and rough it was, not at all like gean
passing through desert uphill and down Azbine
weary heavy parched as dryness ached the skin
O’ if only nearby would be a shebeen’
but no’ so near is destination amazing velveteen
do not think of red or white or brown-just Green’
nor the number thirteen nor the grand limousine
Beware’ Beware’ Beware’ the covered unforseen’
O Sweet Cool Hippocrene make me see think write
a colored rainbow all green green and all over green
For Green is Life sweet and fresh forever is the Evergreen’

Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

In Response to Brenda’s Wordle ~ 159 ~ Dreading the Jian ~

The farside

 

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Looking for’ Cormorant’ Balor or Graeae ?
fearful of Cyclops, dreading the Jian ?

O Blackbird” have you lost an eye?
broken a wing, cannot see or fly?

Fear not for thou art free
with one eye you may see
in the darkness of the night
till sleepy sun wakes, to light

evil dead that live to fight
arise from coffins,
a zombie sight, moments
of life tenderly tight

blood sucking creatures
fine apparent features
capped and covered out
of sight,

O Blackbird protect your wings
in the air are dangerous things
you may feel lighter
but life is not light

Beware !

Lurking low in branches
high in the cloudy corners
enemy’s machines n mortars
all set to cut your flight’

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