Maybe They 'Say' and I Just Don't Understand....[VERY SHORT; Birds; Humor]
Birds swoop in and swoop out and away.
Is it more fun on a windy day?
Maybe it's never fun,
like me taking a run.
I guess I won't know, because they won't say.
poem by Bri Edwards
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Morning in North Sligo
Slowly back the mist cloud moves,
as if drawn, like a duvet,
from a sleepers dream.
Like a stage curtain in
a drama, opens a play.
The moving mists the day.
Birds, thrushes and starlings
play on air, swoop and dip,
like scouts in early summer river,
dammed up beside their summer tent.
The mountains, awaken the ferns,
purple colored pall.
Rocks as if giants spoons,
turned upside down.
Old pigeons coughing a sound
on branches of trees,
observing, just that.
The others swoop and dive
upon the air,
await another time,
when tents rolled up,
and curtain closes over,
and drama is complete,
the story acted out
of generations,
another night.
poem by Bernard Kennedy
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The Hawk
Swoop! Swoop!
From dizzy skies thou singest
To the shining earth.
To where unseen
Amid the green
Untimely death thou bringest
To unseeing mirth.
Upon a dark crag peering
Through half-eclipsed eye,
An eye unkind,
Dost meet the wind
With lifted head all-hearing
In the algid sky.
What awful thought is sitting
In thy brain and breast,
That beats thy blood
With throbbing flood,
When linnets come night-flitting
To their night-tide nest?
‘Neath wind-torn skies fast speeding
As the clouds above
Dost skim and sail
With wedge-wrought tail
‘Mid fledglings sweetly pleading,
to departed love.
Where is that love low-lying
In a God-made thing
Of feathered form?
Is thy blood warm,
Thou bloody thing, swift-flying,
That canst never sing?
Swoop! Swoop!
From dizzy skies thou swingest
To the singing earth.
To where unseen
Amid the green
Untimely death though bringest
To unseeing mirth.
poem by Leon Gellert
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Andys Chest
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?
If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, Id rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, daisy mae and biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what shed speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the roman noblemen for you
And kingdoms christian soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop
Oh baby,
Rock rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Andys Chest
(reed)
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?
If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, Id rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear
And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
Yesterday, daisy mae and biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what shed speak
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose
And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the roman noblemen for you
And kingdoms christian soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, swoop
Oh baby,
Rock rock
Swoop, swoop, rock, rock
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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Sac Of Religion
Im a rompin dead boy on a long road
What opened up my eyes to this
Im just trying to keep em closed
Hey feller what ya got in that sac
Is it somethin fer me?
A little knowin is a dangerous thing boy
Please take it from me
cause Im gone for today boys
Gone - but never far away
She wont come - an I wont follow
Shadows lick the day
I entertained that thought so much
Itll never go away
Get outta here you yellow bellied snake
Slither your way through town
If er see you again
Put you in the ground
cause Im gone for today boys
Gone, but never far away
Ill burn lovely
Swoop on down an grab me round
Land on me Ill burn lovely
Swoop on down - jus take off that
Singeing singing gown
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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For the heavens are sending us love like a flame spreading through straw and desire like the swoop of the falcon!
The quality of decision is like the well-timed swoop of a falcon which enables it to strike and destroy its victim.
Fortune's a right whore. If she give ought, she deals it in small parcels, that she may take away all at one swoop.
quote by John Webster
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Birds of Prey
Their shadow dims the sunshine of our day,
As they go lumbering across the sky,
Squawking in joy of feeling safe on high,
Beating their heavy wings of owlish gray.
They scare the singing birds of earth away
As, greed-impelled, they circle threateningly,
Watching the toilers with malignant eye,
From their exclusive haven--birds of prey.
They swoop down for the spoil in certain might,
And fasten in our bleeding flesh their claws.
They beat us to surrender weak with fright,
And tugging and tearing without let or pause,
They flap their hideous wings in grim delight,
And stuff our gory hearts into their maws.
poem by Claude McKay
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The Cyclists
Spread on the roadway,
With open-blown jackets,
Like black, soaring pinions,
They swoop down the hillside,
The Cyclists.
Seeming dark-plumaged
Birds, after carrion,
Careening and circling,
Over the dying
Of England.
She lies with her bosom
Beneath them, no longer
The Dominant Mother,
The Virile -- but rotting
Before time.
The smell of her, tainted,
Has bitten their nostrils.
Exultant they hover,
And shadow the sun with
Foreboding.
poem by Amy Lowell
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Light Lift Me Up
Oh searching tired of love grown up, now it all falls out
Oh lovely dreamer - magic prince - swoop you up, swoop you up
But no no i, just one guess - man at all
While I grow up, came your way
Nobodys so special in this way, nobody to sweep you away
Oh light, oh light come and lift me up
Oh light please come lift me up
Oh sweet light come lift me up
When you go down remember your steps
As a baby rememberin how he walked
Rememberin all the sweetest dreaming you did
While you tick-tock along, but now all gone
Theres nothing here for your dream but hope in a song
Just like the bent back of an old woman that you know
Its all gone and severed and alone, so I rhyme
So now all you see is sad
All look the same as the wall inside
She feels swallowed up, she feels tired as she could
Creepin along this wall
And this wall its so long
Its a wall, and lips theyre alone
Sweet lips theyve lost their way a while
Like the bent back of an old woman
Whats true that way?
Whats true, hey way?
I came crying to you, came on me knees
Begging father lift me up please
But no as I came down, no flowered sound
Just emptiness in side me
Oh light lift me up, please lift me up
Come down and pick me up already
Forgive me all my selfish ways sweet light
Pick me up from my misery
Im gonna get away - Im back to you
The way that I do
The way that I picture you
The way that I picture you
Lift me up, from the bottom to the top
Lift me up, sweet light
Lift me up, from the bottom to the top
Lift me up, sweet light
Lift me up, bottom to the top
Lift me up, sweet light
Lift me up, from the bottom to the top
Lift me up, sweet light
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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A summers day of bliss.
In the summer I sit on my swing listening,
just listening to everything I could
possibly hear.
The closest thing I could hear is the swift stream
running with such beauty that I envy it.
I'm sitting on my swing which is hung over the stunning stream
of the wondrous Auvergne.
Little swirls start circling my feet as I dip my pink toes
into the cool water.I listen as merry birds overhead swoop and glide
over me without taking a glance at me.
Once the sun starts too set I start wandering to my Favourite place in my resort...The bridge
As I slowly reach the bridge taking all the time I need I start to feel the sand under my feet and the glow from the setting sun.
I was at the core of my resort, The sun was making the beautiful stream sparkle like a diamond as it flowed around my feet and then escaped around me and drifted down the small waterfall.I sat there for a moment on a bank next to the waterfall watching as the sun slowly escaped my sight.
poem by Nelly Wilder
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Alphonse
A swoop in Yendi and,
Alphonse was there to account for the story;
But i am worried! !
Because they've killed the Chief and now,
Who is wiser than the writer's ink?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Night Hunter
On silent wings
from trees, swoop
oblivious to the darkness
night hunters descend
on their prey.
20 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Angelic Rapist
I take flight as I
stalk you thru the
night.
Black feathered wings
and halo shine bright.
Play my melody.
Rock-a-bye b! tch.
Swoop down on you and
rape you of yer happiness.
poem by BroKen FisT
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He was mostly leaping tall buildings in the beginning. There were cases where he would leap off a tall building or swoop down, and at that point he would look like he was flying, I suppose. It was just natural to draw him like that.
quote by Joe Shuster
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Creating these messes that go from administration to administration and then you swoop in and clean them up - with that heroic Delta force - people not realizing that they were always there but doing different things than what we see them doing at the moment.
quote by Edwidge Danticat
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Bombs Away
In the skies above us
the birds tirelessly fly,
their aerial displays
are better than our own.
The sail across the currents effortlessly
and on their bombing raids
their targeting is precise.
Their bombs do not kill or maim,
but do mess things up a bit.
Never park under a tree
as they have a particular delight
of targets parked there.
They seem to like
the colour red when bombing
and their evidence is always seen.
Our feathered friends
swoop down from the sky
and enjoy their bombing practice
when one comes into sight.
The leader yells TALLY HO
and away they go
with a SPLAT here and a SPLAT there.
At just one glance,
you can tell you have been targeted.
Now just imagine how much
worse it could be
if cows learned to fly.
poem by David Harris
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And from a poise at this station the plane may swoop down, at great disadvantage if close to the back of the wave, at various slopes and directions till it cuts into the air that is being raised by the face of the following wave, which again enables it to resume its velocity.
quote by Lawrence Hargrave
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Red Hawks
Red hawks dive and swoop and soar
High above me-Could I ask for more?
I envy their majestic wings
Their view encompassing everything!
The sky is their domain no doubt
With sunlit clouds and wind about
Circling for prey with greedy eyes
Danger and beauty combined in the skies
Marvelous curiosity fills my mind with awe
Such willful defiance of gravity I never saw!
Godly miracle, the slotted wing
Unstable air to it, a minor thing
I declare these birds the Kings of Flight
Intelligent and regal in my sight
Watch them yourself and you'll believe
Seeing you there, your heart will sing
Written by Sara Fielder © 1997
poem by Sara Fielder
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