Poems About Birds Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about birds seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
7th Mar 2023 11:59am
7th Mar 2023 11:59am
Goodbye Winter
Behold the first chirpings of morn.
The lull of innocence is born.
The ancient familiar melody proclaims
the end of winters thaw.
No longer just a procession
of a lonely crow's caw.
Daffodils and tulips shake my heart with mirth.
Recalling the springs of my life,
the riot of rebirth.
The cadence of sweet warbling,
awakens my inner child.
Untainted, carefree and wild.
Plucking dandelion bouquets,
amongst the peeps & chittering,
of a sun stained spring day.
The lull of innocence is born.
The ancient familiar melody proclaims
the end of winters thaw.
No longer just a procession
of a lonely crow's caw.
Daffodils and tulips shake my heart with mirth.
Recalling the springs of my life,
the riot of rebirth.
The cadence of sweet warbling,
awakens my inner child.
Untainted, carefree and wild.
Plucking dandelion bouquets,
amongst the peeps & chittering,
of a sun stained spring day.
#flowers
#birds
#spring
44 reads
6 Comments
Poetic_Quill
Mister Write
Mister Write
Poem Published
27th Feb 2023 3:10pm
27th Feb 2023 3:10pm
Progeny
The mother and child filled with presence and grace
their frosted plumage smooth like the finest lace
with razor sharp talons and sharp piercing eyes
most majestic forms and with such poignant cries
Athene noctua is the inner light
a magic power that banishes the night
her shadow is censured in the amber glow
phylactery of the gods against the crow
Snow white guardian of the acropolis
who dares to tread across the necropolis
countenance graces and does so without pride
golden haired queen permeates the other side
...
their frosted plumage smooth like the finest lace
with razor sharp talons and sharp piercing eyes
most majestic forms and with such poignant cries
Athene noctua is the inner light
a magic power that banishes the night
her shadow is censured in the amber glow
phylactery of the gods against the crow
Snow white guardian of the acropolis
who dares to tread across the necropolis
countenance graces and does so without pride
golden haired queen permeates the other side
...
#birds
#nature
65 reads
2 Comments
Gurudev
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2023 10:57pm
2nd Jan 2023 10:57pm
A Raven’s Eye
There is a star in a raven’s eye
That shines in the day neath a bright blue sky.
It speaks in the day of the black of night
And the mystery of the birth of light.
It speaks of the dark and the night serene
And what is known before it is seen.
It speaks of the land of dark and dreams
That gives birth to the world of daytime scenes.
The raven flies on wings of night
Toward that everlasting light.
So speaks the Raven from his eye
And when you hear the Raven’s cry.
That shines in the day neath a bright blue sky.
It speaks in the day of the black of night
And the mystery of the birth of light.
It speaks of the dark and the night serene
And what is known before it is seen.
It speaks of the land of dark and dreams
That gives birth to the world of daytime scenes.
The raven flies on wings of night
Toward that everlasting light.
So speaks the Raven from his eye
And when you hear the Raven’s cry.
#birds
#stars
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
75 reads
0 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 8:49pm
1st Jan 2023 8:49pm
Mrs. Mockingbird
A bird singing for the moon
As evening shadows loom
Her sweet song fills the air
With beauty beyond compare
She sings of love and hope
Her melodies help us cope
With the darkness of the night
Her song brings us delight
The moon shines bright above
As the bird sings of her love
Her voice rings clear and true
A beautiful melody for me and you
So let us stop and listen
To the bird's sweet rendition
As she sings for the moon
A beautiful and timeless tune
As evening shadows loom
Her sweet song fills the air
With beauty beyond compare
She sings of love and hope
Her melodies help us cope
With the darkness of the night
Her song brings us delight
The moon shines bright above
As the bird sings of her love
Her voice rings clear and true
A beautiful melody for me and you
So let us stop and listen
To the bird's sweet rendition
As she sings for the moon
A beautiful and timeless tune
#birds
#night
#nature
151 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
26th Dec 2022 6:43pm
26th Dec 2022 6:43pm
The Seagull
To be a seagull
Soaring through
The silver blue sky
Clouds looming
Darkening
Yet the sudden earth
Remains dry
Yet sly
Snaking along
In a quickening breeze
The seagull
Flutters
As it sees
What it sees
As the splintered remnants
Of daylight deftly dims
The seagull hesitates
As it espies
Breadcrumbs falling
From the faltering skies
And wonders
As to how this can be
Then notices brie
Floating on the sea
Then realises
As the misted sun dies
That it was merely a dream ...
Soaring through
The silver blue sky
Clouds looming
Darkening
Yet the sudden earth
Remains dry
Yet sly
Snaking along
In a quickening breeze
The seagull
Flutters
As it sees
What it sees
As the splintered remnants
Of daylight deftly dims
The seagull hesitates
As it espies
Breadcrumbs falling
From the faltering skies
And wonders
As to how this can be
Then notices brie
Floating on the sea
Then realises
As the misted sun dies
That it was merely a dream ...
#dreams
#birds
#funny #philosophical
#funny #philosophical
55 reads
1 Comment
randyjohnson
Poem Published
25th Dec 2022 1:52am
25th Dec 2022 1:52am
The Canary
When my uncle bought me a gift, it was something I had to bury.
When I opened his Christmas present, I received a dead canary.
He put in a cage and wrapped it on the first day of December.
Feeding and watering it was what the idiot failed to remember.
Cussing and yelling was what my neighbors heard.
When I receive a present, I don't want a dead bird.
When I yelled and cussed, my uncle said that I wasn't showing gratitude.
But when I receive a dead bird for a present, it tends to put me in a bad mood.
My uncle is so dumb that I'm ashamed to admit that...
When I opened his Christmas present, I received a dead canary.
He put in a cage and wrapped it on the first day of December.
Feeding and watering it was what the idiot failed to remember.
Cussing and yelling was what my neighbors heard.
When I receive a present, I don't want a dead bird.
When I yelled and cussed, my uncle said that I wasn't showing gratitude.
But when I receive a dead bird for a present, it tends to put me in a bad mood.
My uncle is so dumb that I'm ashamed to admit that...
#birds
#Christmas
#rhyming
#fiction
#funny
73 reads
0 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2022 2:23pm
22nd Dec 2022 2:23pm
When the night birds sing
Think of me when the nocturnal birds sing
Life revolves ... in goodbye to the past
My imagination chased me on an endless road
Sacrificing the moon for the light of her eyes
Somewhere playing music and mystery
Ideas were flying on this cold night
I waited... at the door of the unknown night
Shadows wrapped in her raven hair
An inner voice asks.. why are you waiting
Dressed as a dark, black spirit with no future
She was running behind a potential lover
It leads me to dark unknown lands
Far from the light through the...
Life revolves ... in goodbye to the past
My imagination chased me on an endless road
Sacrificing the moon for the light of her eyes
Somewhere playing music and mystery
Ideas were flying on this cold night
I waited... at the door of the unknown night
Shadows wrapped in her raven hair
An inner voice asks.. why are you waiting
Dressed as a dark, black spirit with no future
She was running behind a potential lover
It leads me to dark unknown lands
Far from the light through the...
#inspirational
#forest
#birds
#night
#nature
143 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Oct 2022 5:47am
24th Oct 2022 5:47am
Ancient Librarian
Ancient Librarian
A library of tears
collected like raindrops
on shelves made of dust
filled with mothballed love letters
Souls gathered like crows
for Archivists to excavate
From the ruins of time
Where ravens perch
on books dripping ink
Whose liquid wisdom
showers the gentle night.
A library of tears
collected like raindrops
on shelves made of dust
filled with mothballed love letters
Souls gathered like crows
for Archivists to excavate
From the ruins of time
Where ravens perch
on books dripping ink
Whose liquid wisdom
showers the gentle night.
#gothic
#birds
#books
#apocalypse
#historical
157 reads
9 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 2:33am
13th Oct 2022 2:33am
blue nightingale
she
sings
the blue nightingale
of
an autumn
bride
sings
the blue nightingale
of
an autumn
bride
#wife
#birds
#fall
#music
#LongDistanceRelationship
156 reads
0 Comments
archie23
Poem Published
19th Aug 2022 12:17pm
19th Aug 2022 12:17pm
THEATRICAL POSE
THEATRICAL POSE
I knew the cause of death.
This was obvious to me.
The sun scorched the land and the trees
and every living creature
lying there upon and within.
The crystal dish was dry.
Bits of dirt and leaf fragments
littered the empty oasis.
It had been filled earlier that morning,
however, the hungry heat of the sky
drank it quickly in it's selfish starvation.
The sun set behind the tower
as the fire continued to devour
every living being.
I saw her lying there on the grass.
A female sparrow, I can tell...
I knew the cause of death.
This was obvious to me.
The sun scorched the land and the trees
and every living creature
lying there upon and within.
The crystal dish was dry.
Bits of dirt and leaf fragments
littered the empty oasis.
It had been filled earlier that morning,
however, the hungry heat of the sky
drank it quickly in it's selfish starvation.
The sun set behind the tower
as the fire continued to devour
every living being.
I saw her lying there on the grass.
A female sparrow, I can tell...
#sadness
#animals
#birds
#disappointment
#emptiness
255 reads
1 Comment
Brammer
Poem Published
1st Aug 2022 2:25pm
1st Aug 2022 2:25pm
The White Finch and Crocus
Oh hello there, tender little flower, so beautiful and bright,
we have much in common, you and I, we both love in the light.
Your petals, my dress, we both look great in white,
short yet proud, we both stand at the same height,
prudent and shy, we both hide at night,
gentle and kind, we both never fight.
Don’t forget about me, when I’m out of sight,
it is late now and I must take flight.
we have much in common, you and I, we both love in the light.
Your petals, my dress, we both look great in white,
short yet proud, we both stand at the same height,
prudent and shy, we both hide at night,
gentle and kind, we both never fight.
Don’t forget about me, when I’m out of sight,
it is late now and I must take flight.
#happiness
#flowers
#birds
#nature
#rhyming
109 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
7th Jul 2022 10:25am
7th Jul 2022 10:25am
Night Of The Living Quack!
It was obviously difficult
At first
To distinguish
Betwixt a normal duck
And a zombie duck
Until they quacked
And their waddle
Gave them the appearance
Of an inebriated duck
And their quack
Sounded more like a quark
On their own
They were fairly harmless
But if surrounded by these beastly entities
A gang of zombie ducks
All quarking loudly
You could be in mortal danger
Of seemingly being squashed
By an insane eiderdown
Unless you were quick enough
To avoid the quaik
And duck down
Then...
At first
To distinguish
Betwixt a normal duck
And a zombie duck
Until they quacked
And their waddle
Gave them the appearance
Of an inebriated duck
And their quack
Sounded more like a quark
On their own
They were fairly harmless
But if surrounded by these beastly entities
A gang of zombie ducks
All quarking loudly
You could be in mortal danger
Of seemingly being squashed
By an insane eiderdown
Unless you were quick enough
To avoid the quaik
And duck down
Then...
#birds
#funny
#zombies
116 reads
0 Comments
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