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.
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Today 3:56pm
Today 3:56pm
nzadi o nzere: Land of a River's Gamble/ the C-K Influence
just with ridiculously miniscule
of reserve hung in its huge, now
spatially emptied out gular pouch
a migratory bird
swims across salty currents
& alien smelling vastly
untested airs
spurs into an approaching irony
the dramatic demarcating centric
imaginarily circling (a)round for long
-this dragging equatorial line
their stealthy dense canopies in an eerie silence ...
indecipherably winking in midnightish notorities
wide-open & giggling whorish wayward river...
of reserve hung in its huge, now
spatially emptied out gular pouch
a migratory bird
swims across salty currents
& alien smelling vastly
untested airs
spurs into an approaching irony
the dramatic demarcating centric
imaginarily circling (a)round for long
-this dragging equatorial line
their stealthy dense canopies in an eerie silence ...
indecipherably winking in midnightish notorities
wide-open & giggling whorish wayward river...
#war
#Africa
#river
#birds
#rebellion
30 reads
2 Comments
gorryone810
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 7:34pm
19th Jul 2019 7:34pm
Watching birds
I used to watch birds
And one day, I saw a pair of sparrows
Sitting on the window sill
They picked the corn and cheeped and whimpered
I used to watch birds
frolicing in the bird bath
grooming their feathers to impress each other
I used to watch birds
Building their nests in spring
In a tree so high no enemy could reach their fledglings
Until they were able to fly themselves.
I stopped watching birds
Beating their wings and soaring into the endless sky
Now my window is closed.
And one day, I saw a pair of sparrows
Sitting on the window sill
They picked the corn and cheeped and whimpered
I used to watch birds
frolicing in the bird bath
grooming their feathers to impress each other
I used to watch birds
Building their nests in spring
In a tree so high no enemy could reach their fledglings
Until they were able to fly themselves.
I stopped watching birds
Beating their wings and soaring into the endless sky
Now my window is closed.
#loneliness
#animals
#birds #nature
#birds #nature
20 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 4:00pm
18th Jul 2019 4:00pm
Silly Hymn to Us and Him
Wit bubbling bombast, eye'd
carve the course of base animality,
so long as the dogs are in good
agreement, and of kindly demeanor.
The multitude of beasts that outnumber
our superior, jerk'off humanity, take
our multitude (yet, again) abuses and
felonious incursions into places we
don't belong, wjt flaming shock and awe
in everyday bloody, lethal, happenstance.
Give me release from pondering this shit,
(and such shits of my own remorse),
ever constant in no blame at all, no fault,
except for that of the great GOD...
carve the course of base animality,
so long as the dogs are in good
agreement, and of kindly demeanor.
The multitude of beasts that outnumber
our superior, jerk'off humanity, take
our multitude (yet, again) abuses and
felonious incursions into places we
don't belong, wjt flaming shock and awe
in everyday bloody, lethal, happenstance.
Give me release from pondering this shit,
(and such shits of my own remorse),
ever constant in no blame at all, no fault,
except for that of the great GOD...
#death
#animals
#birds
#religion
#God
47 reads
2 Comments
Brie0077
Epiphany
Epiphany
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 5:38am
18th Jul 2019 5:38am
Love the Dove Haiku
Morning dove
Sweet sounds with magical verse
Everlasting love
Sweet sounds with magical verse
Everlasting love
#birds
15 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 1:37pm
14th Jul 2019 1:37pm
THIS NOW…{{I Bleed And Burn Alive In (y)our Love}}…COUNTS TO ETERNITY
I
don’t know what am I?
just let go- the eye of I
lids heave no more.
only light(ness)
Bleed
sandy. his street ID.
decade of a glossy fur turns d(r)eadlock
trend as baldy famine timeline. mere news.
red rust last footprints sink down.as seeds
And
a bird in time, alights
from the grainy buzzing skies
to an uncharted spot, rovers its tiny digits
stamps a deluge of hope over minefields
Burn...
don’t know what am I?
just let go- the eye of I
lids heave no more.
only light(ness)
Bleed
sandy. his street ID.
decade of a glossy fur turns d(r)eadlock
trend as baldy famine timeline. mere news.
red rust last footprints sink down.as seeds
And
a bird in time, alights
from the grainy buzzing skies
to an uncharted spot, rovers its tiny digits
stamps a deluge of hope over minefields
Burn...
#love
#politics
#birds
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
85 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
13th Jul 2019 00:17am
13th Jul 2019 00:17am
heading for a train ..
there's a sea gull
outside the station
feasting itself upon the corpse
of a pigeon
and yes I hate flying
outside the station
feasting itself upon the corpse
of a pigeon
and yes I hate flying
#birds
25 reads
3 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
11th Jul 2019 3:35am
11th Jul 2019 3:35am
he was beautiful
her yellow naped amazon
who talked like a girl
her yellow naped amazon
who talked like a girl
#birds
#LifeAsAWriter
31 reads
2 Comments
Catman555
Poem Published
10th Jul 2019 6:04pm
10th Jul 2019 6:04pm
Light and Song
Warm and humid feeling
In the atmosphere
The skies have darkened
After the rain fell
During the entire day
But the blanket left heaven
Then haze obscures the hills
Rain is about to pour again
With echoes of thunder
Drenching the fields
Until the sun beams
Break the blanket
Birds sing a tune
Brightness from heaven
Drove the dark clouds away
Before it is evening
There is only
Light and song
In the atmosphere
The skies have darkened
After the rain fell
During the entire day
But the blanket left heaven
Then haze obscures the hills
Rain is about to pour again
With echoes of thunder
Drenching the fields
Until the sun beams
Break the blanket
Birds sing a tune
Brightness from heaven
Drove the dark clouds away
Before it is evening
There is only
Light and song
#sun
#birds
#rain
#storm
#summer
20 reads
4 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
10th Jul 2019 2:57pm
10th Jul 2019 2:57pm
A Rhapsody’s Silhouette
( after Wendell Berry )
Overhead,
a crow and I connect
as his black silhouette
wings its way
by glory of midday.
But he won’t know
about you and I, my love
in his trajectory above.
Made closer by his tack,
he knows not of us
nor we of each passing,
with black wings
beating a message
in the sun.
Though far apart you & I
we share the sight
of...
Overhead,
a crow and I connect
as his black silhouette
wings its way
by glory of midday.
But he won’t know
about you and I, my love
in his trajectory above.
Made closer by his tack,
he knows not of us
nor we of each passing,
with black wings
beating a message
in the sun.
Though far apart you & I
we share the sight
of...
#love
#earth
#birds #nature
#birds #nature
74 reads
16 Comments
MrAlptraum
Mr A
Mr A
Poem Published
9th Jul 2019 8:06pm
9th Jul 2019 8:06pm
guiltSQUAREshameONEregret
I lie my body on a concrete floor for three days.
I just put air into it.
sometimes I'm conscious of that.
my body has 3 positions it can use
when the numbness gets unbearable.
there is a permanent strip light
on above where I lie.
I think I am guessing pretty well
when it's night/day.
my body is a metronome.
when I piss I piss dark
into a steel toilet that's seen
a gruesome amount of shrivelled dicks.
lying I always have a hand or forearm
across my eyes...
I just put air into it.
sometimes I'm conscious of that.
my body has 3 positions it can use
when the numbness gets unbearable.
there is a permanent strip light
on above where I lie.
I think I am guessing pretty well
when it's night/day.
my body is a metronome.
when I piss I piss dark
into a steel toilet that's seen
a gruesome amount of shrivelled dicks.
lying I always have a hand or forearm
across my eyes...
#birds
88 reads
8 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
29th Jun 2019 4:32am
29th Jun 2019 4:32am
Naturally, at four.
I was, at first, perturbed
to be awake at four in the morning,
stalling to make a warm cup of milk and glass of water
for a daughter who'd be no more grateful than a wasp, if saving.
Finished the act, stumbled, into the spare room to wait for the call
to action yet distraction came in the exploration of you,
and a keen ear pricked up to the dawn chorus outside.
Closed eyes, absolved myself of previous rage
and in place indulged in this stage of day
I'd usually miss, stroke my wrists, feel the weight of my spine, dine of...
to be awake at four in the morning,
stalling to make a warm cup of milk and glass of water
for a daughter who'd be no more grateful than a wasp, if saving.
Finished the act, stumbled, into the spare room to wait for the call
to action yet distraction came in the exploration of you,
and a keen ear pricked up to the dawn chorus outside.
Closed eyes, absolved myself of previous rage
and in place indulged in this stage of day
I'd usually miss, stroke my wrists, feel the weight of my spine, dine of...
#home
#birds
#morning
46 reads
3 Comments
Aptsky
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2019 5:32am
23rd Jun 2019 5:32am
Greater Heights
Jumping, skipping up cliffs,
scuffing shoes
Dodging crumbling pieces,
tumbling rolling rock
Cold breezes blowing at me
High elevations
Winds smacking my face
Yearning for your company
Taking me to greater heights
Of awareness
Striking my new elevated pose
Enjoying the natural high
Of fresh air
Opening my senses
Birds gently gliding
Surround us
Their eyes scan for prey
They see our bodies holding eachother
Caressing eachother tight
Bliss is what our love can encompass
Bliss is for what reason...
scuffing shoes
Dodging crumbling pieces,
tumbling rolling rock
Cold breezes blowing at me
High elevations
Winds smacking my face
Yearning for your company
Taking me to greater heights
Of awareness
Striking my new elevated pose
Enjoying the natural high
Of fresh air
Opening my senses
Birds gently gliding
Surround us
Their eyes scan for prey
They see our bodies holding eachother
Caressing eachother tight
Bliss is what our love can encompass
Bliss is for what reason...
#birds
#sky
#nature #mountains
#nature #mountains
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1 Comment
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