Bird Poems
#birds
Bird poems, nature poems about the life and beauty of all species of birds. Poems about birds includes poetry about egg hatching, birdsong and seasonal bird migrations.
The Fiddler
A flock of sailing fiddlers fly
Down flowing fountain in the sky
Seven-fold they fair my eye
As life so faintly passes by
Seven-fold the fearless fliers
Finger through the fiery breeze,
Symphonic plumage ever whiter
Feathered phantoms through the trees
Flying, flying, never dying
To each, the cool breeze pacifying
Fearless flying flocks of yore
Hear echoes off a fading shore
And tumble down as raindrops pour
Fearlessly flying never more.
Down flowing fountain in the sky
Seven-fold they fair my eye
As life so faintly passes by
Seven-fold the fearless fliers
Finger through the fiery breeze,
Symphonic plumage ever whiter
Feathered phantoms through the trees
Flying, flying, never dying
To each, the cool breeze pacifying
Fearless flying flocks of yore
Hear echoes off a fading shore
And tumble down as raindrops pour
Fearlessly flying never more.
#birds
#death
#nature #sky
#nature #sky
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Zenith of Zen
The crow perched at the crest of the tree.
Is in constant scrutiny of human monotony.
The robin wearing an auburn breast
hops along more casually.
The starling tucked in the leafy branch squawked.
Of his pipedream of being a hawk.
Life seems to just effortlessly transpire.
As if nothing is right and nothing is wrong.
Agonized thoughts seem a little less diar.
While nature's bursting with jubilant song.
When it hurts to be human,
Seek the natural world,
The zenith of zen.
Is in constant scrutiny of human monotony.
The robin wearing an auburn breast
hops along more casually.
The starling tucked in the leafy branch squawked.
Of his pipedream of being a hawk.
Life seems to just effortlessly transpire.
As if nothing is right and nothing is wrong.
Agonized thoughts seem a little less diar.
While nature's bursting with jubilant song.
When it hurts to be human,
Seek the natural world,
The zenith of zen.
#birds
#LifeStruggles
#nature #peace
#nature #peace
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DAYDREAMING
Wide awake but still chasing dreams
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
Yet life seems to happen in between
With a keen sense of direction & focus
I lean on my magic like it's hocus-pocus
I won't just allow for it to dry, wither & die
Even with clipped wings, I keep trying to fly
Flying high above life's frozen, barren fields
Vast plantations where dreams are habitually killed
Filled with unfulfilled or deferred aspirations
Where equations equate to actions of desperation
Adding up to expirations or recidivous incarcerations
As the mastication...
#birds
#deception
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#prison
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the eagle
watch the
powerful wings
unfold,
following wind
hard
and steep,
his voice
shattering
the silence,
to heights
and caress
the sacred
fire,
the secrets
of his
heart,
he possesses
the sufficient
amount
to remain
free.
powerful wings
unfold,
following wind
hard
and steep,
his voice
shattering
the silence,
to heights
and caress
the sacred
fire,
the secrets
of his
heart,
he possesses
the sufficient
amount
to remain
free.
#birds
#courage
#nature
#sky
#strength
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The Seagull Poet
Out of the shadows
Hatched in a Nest
And into the light
Of the goldfish bowl
Have stayed, at the Stade
As seagulls wade
As the seas wave
From across the pebbly beach
By the fishing huts
And boats by their side
And cliff railways
And castle ruins
Where-in Hastings history lies
As new histories begin
Even as we perform
Reflections of our lifes
Interpretations of the norm
Squawk! screech! squawk!
Said the seagull poet
He's after your food
And don't you just know it
But i look to the tumbling...
Hatched in a Nest
And into the light
Of the goldfish bowl
Have stayed, at the Stade
As seagulls wade
As the seas wave
From across the pebbly beach
By the fishing huts
And boats by their side
And cliff railways
And castle ruins
Where-in Hastings history lies
As new histories begin
Even as we perform
Reflections of our lifes
Interpretations of the norm
Squawk! screech! squawk!
Said the seagull poet
He's after your food
And don't you just know it
But i look to the tumbling...
#birds
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#philosophical
#sea
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mountains that move
the birds on the thresholds,
so dark,
on the edges of the house
picking through the leftovers.
their low-flying flights.
the hooting of birds
that leave the shadows
above us.
the ghostly white birds,
on the chest a red spot,
reciting damned poems.
repeated melodramas
every year that passes.
ungrateful migration.
mountains that move.
so dark,
on the edges of the house
picking through the leftovers.
their low-flying flights.
the hooting of birds
that leave the shadows
above us.
the ghostly white birds,
on the chest a red spot,
reciting damned poems.
repeated melodramas
every year that passes.
ungrateful migration.
mountains that move.
#birds
#clouds
#dark
#mirror
#sadness
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Jungle Bird
Perched upon a branch.
High in the jungle trees
Toucan Sam
When darkness looms
Nothing sees
Amongst the cricket seas
Mother Nature’s
Fog breath
Frogs breathe
Beneath
Her
Home
Nothingness
abandoned seeds
Wild echoes
Oh the
Parrot breeds
Strange quest
No witness
Blind The lizard,
Blind The serpent
The princess
Alone
The queen
Upon her
Throne
Never left
Always
Home
High in the jungle trees
Toucan Sam
When darkness looms
Nothing sees
Amongst the cricket seas
Mother Nature’s
Fog breath
Frogs breathe
Beneath
Her
Home
Nothingness
abandoned seeds
Wild echoes
Oh the
Parrot breeds
Strange quest
No witness
Blind The lizard,
Blind The serpent
The princess
Alone
The queen
Upon her
Throne
Never left
Always
Home
#birds
#nature
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Like An Eagle To The Sea
Intellectual interactions that stretched miles
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
#moon
#sun
#water #birds
#water #birds
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The Missing Link
The tree and the bird
the bee and the flower
the sun and the moon
the heat and the shower
The silence and the sound
the ear and the music
the heart and the feeling
the brain and the thinking
The wild and the wise
The Human and Nature
the wild is inborn
the wise is artificial
From the wild comes the rule
Into the wise mind instilled
While the city is the filter
The rules then, are broken
Nature's facts disfigured
all the trees became timber
the animals...
the bee and the flower
the sun and the moon
the heat and the shower
The silence and the sound
the ear and the music
the heart and the feeling
the brain and the thinking
The wild and the wise
The Human and Nature
the wild is inborn
the wise is artificial
From the wild comes the rule
Into the wise mind instilled
While the city is the filter
The rules then, are broken
Nature's facts disfigured
all the trees became timber
the animals...
#birds
#earth
#fire
#nature
#water
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Fatuous illation
28/30
Fatuous illation
Damn Nesting Owls won’t shut up so I can think!
& now the Cooper’s Hawks are awake!
Difficult to spit out Day 28’s poem
all this racket goin’ on just outside my door
Don’t get me wrong, as I do adore
them Bird’s of Prey
the sounds they make
the rodent control
but the din early in the morning
when I am trying to think?!
Great
Now ALL the Birds are awake!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
60 unique words
Fatuous illation
Damn Nesting Owls won’t shut up so I can think!
& now the Cooper’s Hawks are awake!
Difficult to spit out Day 28’s poem
all this racket goin’ on just outside my door
Don’t get me wrong, as I do adore
them Bird’s of Prey
the sounds they make
the rodent control
but the din early in the morning
when I am trying to think?!
Great
Now ALL the Birds are awake!
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
60 unique words
#birds
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Robin's Song
Quaint dawn robin's song.
The wrong in the heart lingers.
Tune of bliss uplifts.
The wrong in the heart lingers.
Tune of bliss uplifts.
#anxiety
#birds
#dawn
#haiku
#uplifting
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Heretofore First Blush
26/30
Heretofore First Blush
I was pleasantly surprised
to hear a rapid-fire clicks
in succession of one
another, at 3am,
this morning
I know that’s the sounds
of happy Hummingbirds
What I didn’t know
is they are up flitting
about that early!!
The Finches, Sparrows
Cardinals, Doves, Quails,
and Turtledoves
all rise around 5:30am
The predators are up
at dawn –
save for the Owls
Who hoot until
their bedtime
at 6am
I am up and down at all hours...
Heretofore First Blush
I was pleasantly surprised
to hear a rapid-fire clicks
in succession of one
another, at 3am,
this morning
I know that’s the sounds
of happy Hummingbirds
What I didn’t know
is they are up flitting
about that early!!
The Finches, Sparrows
Cardinals, Doves, Quails,
and Turtledoves
all rise around 5:30am
The predators are up
at dawn –
save for the Owls
Who hoot until
their bedtime
at 6am
I am up and down at all hours...
#birds
#morning
#NaPoWriMo2024
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