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Tribute To A Vulture

Antithesis of avian beauty
Monstrosity of the bird family
Head and neck very hideous looking
In dull black wrinkled up unfeathered skin

Exposed decaying animal matter
Can produce unhealthy bacteria
That can endanger other life species
Threatening them with illness and disease

Consumption of animal carrion
Is part of your normal food ingestion
Though your appearance may cause revulsion
You fulfil a most essential function

Your motion on land is very clumsy
With those black legs you step so awkwardly
Yet when you take off to the air in flight
Your graceful movement is a pleasant sight

Riding air currents way up in the sky
On motionless wings you go sailing by
While cruising up there at such a great height
You still search for food with your keen eyesight

Though to some, you may appear unsightly
Your role in nature is prized most highly
You are indeed a most worthy creature
I pay tribute to you, noble vulture


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Posted: Nov 2015
About this poem:
(iambic pentameter)

The vulture indigenous to my native Trinidad is the Black Vulture which is called "The Corbeau". As the poem says, they are very unsightly looking but once airborne, they become marvellous flying and gliding machines, and are delightful to view as they ride the air currents so effortlessly way up in the sky.
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reguiny2006

A LOVE SONNET

Roses are flowering her in Brittany,
like as a Nun's God given care,
cloistered robed in unsung divinity,
flourish in its soft fragrant air,
far from Winter's deep untrodden snow,
in unearthly ways weaves her spell,
loves quietude, like bounteous rivers flow
revive the spirit more than words can tell,
thus with thee here and with my heart,
the Rose's perfume shall around us play,
intoxicate the hours of our hand held day,
where silence sweet, soft thoughts impart,

Embrace with me this earthly care,
words but vain where love is rare.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
The roses have just started to bloom here in my lovely garden, they are the harbinger of love, how better to extol them, than a sonnet.
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adjhe

natures canvas

Flowing across the street
as if doing something so
simple as to take a walk.
Delighting my eyes with
the colors of the rainbow.
Music playing as it roars
into a crescendo rising up
to great you as if to say
H..E..L..L..O..
This music is carried on
the winds of the world as
it is being played just
for you.
Open your eyes ears to all
the beauty that is before
you it might surprise you.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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Blackbirds In The Rain

blackbirds in the rain
walking among the fallen leaves
under the old mango tree
with dripping leaves
bathing the grass below
blackbirds diligently lifting
the rain soaked fallen leaves
peering underneath for insects
and worms
flushed out
by the drizzling rain
pausing to gulp one down
then scooting off again
searching for more

sitting under the shed
with raindrops playing their music
on the galvanised sheet roof
with a beat
that resonates
within my inner being
putting me in a trance
connecting me to the rain
and the puddles on the ground
with the raindrops
gently tapping the water's surface
creating rings that collide
with one another
disrupting their individual shapes
creating a dynamic new pattern
reflecting their unity
and bubbling with energy
in the drizzling rain

O what a deep feeling
of peacefulness and serenity
with the rain
the dripping leaves
and the puddles
serenading my spirit
with the eternal song of Nature
and merging it into the
Unity Of All Things
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
It was raining today. There was a constant drizzle for hours. I sat in a shed attached to the house, watching the blackbirds in action in the rain, searching for their food. The constant rhythmic sound of the rain on the galvanised sheet roof of the shed and the gentle drama playing out in the backyard with the blackbirds was a spiritual experience for me connecting me with Nature and the unity of all things as mentioned in the last verse.
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Hummingbird

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Magical Hummingbird
On winged endless flight
Blown in on soft wind
Flutters into morning light
A welcome familiar friend
Nuzzles bright red bloom
Then darts off again
Flower to flower resumes
In feathered costumes
Colors to delight
So sweet a tiny sight
In window bright
As nectar sipped
Tongue gently dipped
Smiles excite
To vivid delight
Heart beating fast
Humming wings
Softly sings
Flies away
In morning dew
Day still new
Returns
Begins
To sip
Again
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
I see this every morning and was moved to express this simple little joy!
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WINGS

wings of gossamer

gently pulsating the air

butterflies in flight
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
haiku
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Unknown

MYSTIC MOUNTAIN

I awake to a songbird
Singing good morning melodies
The sun with his warmth
Floods my room
Playful strands of gold dance
My soul desires a peek outside
To see the vexing stir
My eyes behold
A soft fog floating betwixt
The lull lil valleys
Cool dew on barefeet
Old mountain so stern is his presence
Mystic yet comforting
He looks down upon me
Safely he keeps me
From raging storms and heavy snows
The clean morning air
And morning glories opening
To greet this mystic sight
Babbling brook flowing peacefully
With sweet hymns
What a mystical gift
That mother earth shared
With me
A writing spider sits upon her web
Spelling hidden tales
In the clearing, a sweet fawn
Playing as a child...
Tis a mystical world
Hid inside the mountain
For he stands guardian
Day and night..
For my eyes behold
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Posted: Aug 2014
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Nuwahri61

Nature 575

springs crimson does lie
as darkness dissolves away
a blue river paints
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
a beautiful dawn over our blue river .........just having a go it only took me 13 hours he he
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Beauty In Imperfection

The rugged bark of an old tree
with imperfection due to its cracks
is a wondrous thing of beauty
and it's the imperfection that attracts

We know that a star-shaped flower
does not make a perfect star
Yet it has a certain loveliness
that induces a sense of wonder

A hand-crafted ceramic bowl
because of its asymmetry
is a wonderful artefact
that is valued very highly

An old-time cobblestone street
has a unique charm and quaintness
due to its imprecise pattern
that gives it it's loveliness

Perfection is not easy to attain
and even more difficult to sustain
Beauty lies in imperfection
and they are a natural combination
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Posted: Dec 2013
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orientalkoru

SUMMER FLAME

Vivid vermilion, bursting with warmth and life
Lining length of streets where we live
A beautiful sight I can't help but seek
Each and every time I'm out on the streets

Harbinger of warmer months to come
Slightly dryer soil gives more buds to bloom
Hollering jungle's rhythm, her majesty's here
Announcing the coming of each brand new year

Shapely limbs that reaches far and wide
Offering respite from heat morn'n 'til eventide
Pregnant with heavy buds and dense green foliage
Soon to carpet every inch of ground in the yard


From striking flow'rs,feathery leaves to shapely pods
Flaccid green when young soon age to woody dark brown
On sturdy branches suspended, looking flamboyant
Promising a display of colours most bright and grand

Covered in corymbs, your beautiful limbs
Spotted in yellow and white, such a dream
Swaying merrily with a gentle wind, happiness gleams
In every Royal Poinciana tree I've seen!





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Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
I was missing NZ Christmas trees, the pohutokawas in bloom this time of the year...then I remembered Ponciana trees are everywhere here.. like pohutokawa trees they also herald the coming of the new year...I wrote this last night and as I am posting it now I checked if I have the spelling right...to my surprise I found a song about the tree... written long before I was born. It just shows how easily these trees can captivate an admiring soul...
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