Poems About Birds Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about birds seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Rachelleundrgrd
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:15am
Yesterday 5:15am
Time: Love’s Lie
Time
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
#birds
#lies
#love #science
#love #science
31 reads
1 Comment
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 5:13pm
30th Jan 2025 5:13pm
Porcelain Origami
She folds herself into a swan
So she can fly away
She cracks but never breaks
She reinforced her porcelain
So she can fly away
She cracks but never breaks
She reinforced her porcelain
#birds
52 reads
2 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 1:19pm
26th Jan 2025 1:19pm
This Life Is For The Birds
Matthew 6:26 "Consider the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?"
I wanted to write a poem about birds.
I wanted to write a poem that shares the song of the Nightingale.
I wanted to write a poem that uses the lonely call of the Rain Crow at dusk.
I wanted to write a poem that shares the drumming of a Woodpecker on a tree in the not too distant woods.
I wanted to write a poem that records the mimicking of the Mockingbird atop a telephone pole....
I wanted to write a poem about birds.
I wanted to write a poem that shares the song of the Nightingale.
I wanted to write a poem that uses the lonely call of the Rain Crow at dusk.
I wanted to write a poem that shares the drumming of a Woodpecker on a tree in the not too distant woods.
I wanted to write a poem that records the mimicking of the Mockingbird atop a telephone pole....
#birds
#LifeStruggles
#myself
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stevenyprince
alysha
alysha
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 3:12pm
10th Jan 2025 3:12pm
Twin.
One must protect the boundaries of love
With 3 hearts
Warrior, protector, lover
He came and wrapped me up
The day after the bird hit the window
My brother, black angel
Upside down wings
Feathers so soft
And warm
Against the skin of my arm
As you love me
Surround me
I let go
Dissipate
Cycles within cycles
Into the sea, liquidied
Turned to hide inside the earth
Became fire and expanded wide
Burn to ashes and rise
Just float
The wind, that is, its
Spinning
Around inside the...
With 3 hearts
Warrior, protector, lover
He came and wrapped me up
The day after the bird hit the window
My brother, black angel
Upside down wings
Feathers so soft
And warm
Against the skin of my arm
As you love me
Surround me
I let go
Dissipate
Cycles within cycles
Into the sea, liquidied
Turned to hide inside the earth
Became fire and expanded wide
Burn to ashes and rise
Just float
The wind, that is, its
Spinning
Around inside the...
#birds
#love
#spiritual
#strength
#support
94 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 7:43am
8th Jan 2025 7:43am
Where Swans Go to Die
Beneath the world, where whispers fade
A realm of shadows cold and stark
The path in death is arrayed
Where swans go guided by the dark
The walls are stone, like frozen breath
Their veins of moss, a pale decay
A hymnless choir, the song of death
In echoes lost where none shall stay
Each mummified face, a silent scream
Their sockets wide with horror's plight
As if caught within some endless dream
Where dawn forever yields to night
The air hangs thick, a stagnant pool
A crypt of ages locked in time
As though...
A realm of shadows cold and stark
The path in death is arrayed
Where swans go guided by the dark
The walls are stone, like frozen breath
Their veins of moss, a pale decay
A hymnless choir, the song of death
In echoes lost where none shall stay
Each mummified face, a silent scream
Their sockets wide with horror's plight
As if caught within some endless dream
Where dawn forever yields to night
The air hangs thick, a stagnant pool
A crypt of ages locked in time
As though...
#animals
#birds
#dark
#death
#shadows
53 reads
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olliec
Oliver Cocks
Oliver Cocks
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 10:12am
7th Jan 2025 10:12am
Raven
First published in the dos-a-dos collection "Amor Novus / A Spontaneous Prayer" alongside work by David Hay.
The days of feasting are over.
It is now time to regurgitate all
to my gluttonous fledglings.
I will hack up vast stores,
and spew them into the eager beaks
of my ravening chicks, my dear progeny.
Ready for them to make their flight
in the great deserts of air and cloud,
and settle where they need.
The days of feasting are over.
It is now time to regurgitate all
to my gluttonous fledglings.
I will hack up vast stores,
and spew them into the eager beaks
of my ravening chicks, my dear progeny.
Ready for them to make their flight
in the great deserts of air and cloud,
and settle where they need.
#birds
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0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 5:14am
29th Dec 2024 5:14am
Feathering the Nest
Feathering the nest
Before I set off in search of
Food for the babies
Sing my song in a sing song
Man cutting the grass
Hears us in the trees
Chirping and fluttering
His flute is his whistle
Sets down and tunes up
Beauty in Nature
Feels like we have the keys to the kingdom
Blades of grass are sliced down
While a cardinal with a red hood
Sings a song calling to nature
Man picks up what they’re singing
Calls it off in a sing song
Hear some babies chirping
Waiting...
Before I set off in search of
Food for the babies
Sing my song in a sing song
Man cutting the grass
Hears us in the trees
Chirping and fluttering
His flute is his whistle
Sets down and tunes up
Beauty in Nature
Feels like we have the keys to the kingdom
Blades of grass are sliced down
While a cardinal with a red hood
Sings a song calling to nature
Man picks up what they’re singing
Calls it off in a sing song
Hear some babies chirping
Waiting...
#beauty
#birds
#nature #sky
#nature #sky
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PAR
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 1:50pm
19th Dec 2024 1:50pm
The Owl perched on the Giraffe's head.
The owl, silent and wise,
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
observes the world with attentive eyes.
Its soft feathers
its serene flight soothes the soul.
The giraffe is tall and very majestic.
The owl brings with it the charm of the night,
flying without making a sound,
teaching patience and the art of observation.
Its presence inspires reflection and serenity.
Is a silent keeper of the secrets of the night,
a companion who shares the wisdom
of the stars and the mystery of the shadows.
The giraffe, on the other hand,
offers an elevated...
#animals
#birds
#hope
#nature
#sky
79 reads
6 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 7:40am
14th Dec 2024 7:40am
Majesty of the Eagle
Through dense green webs of ancient forest's breath,
The eagle glides, a shadow marked by death,
Its talons strike, a silent end to life’s caress.
Above the plains where golden grasses sweep,
Its wings command the winds, vast skies they reap,
A sovereign hunter, boundless strength, and ceaseless quest.
From Andes' heights where harpy eagles reign,
To open skies where crowned kings stake their claim,
Their gaze, a spear, pierces time's eternal crest.
No backward glance betrays their calculated strike,
Their flight an arc,...
The eagle glides, a shadow marked by death,
Its talons strike, a silent end to life’s caress.
Above the plains where golden grasses sweep,
Its wings command the winds, vast skies they reap,
A sovereign hunter, boundless strength, and ceaseless quest.
From Andes' heights where harpy eagles reign,
To open skies where crowned kings stake their claim,
Their gaze, a spear, pierces time's eternal crest.
No backward glance betrays their calculated strike,
Their flight an arc,...
#birds
#nature
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0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 12:01pm
8th Dec 2024 12:01pm
Flock of Brushstrokes
Beneath the silence of the gallery,
calm, in front of the ancient still life.
The solitary figure cradles,
in the soft glow, the soul binds.
Brushstrokes capture ephemerality,
rich colors, vibrating tactile textures,
ripe fruit and flowers in a flock
as if breathing in the air.
A deep connection the canvas evokes,
transported to the painting, suspended time.
Details touch it like a light breeze,
melancholy that becomes immense.
Lost in rapture all feels small
and at the same time, deeply human. ...
calm, in front of the ancient still life.
The solitary figure cradles,
in the soft glow, the soul binds.
Brushstrokes capture ephemerality,
rich colors, vibrating tactile textures,
ripe fruit and flowers in a flock
as if breathing in the air.
A deep connection the canvas evokes,
transported to the painting, suspended time.
Details touch it like a light breeze,
melancholy that becomes immense.
Lost in rapture all feels small
and at the same time, deeply human. ...
#art
#birds
#flowers
76 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
8th Dec 2024 9:36am
What is it about the moon
What is it about the moon that always appear in the night skies, through the process of the months that has us so hypnotize, by the glow of the aura shape and shine like a bright light, up in the sky. For sure what does it mean 🤔when you lose your own chains of thoughts, and insight into the deepness of the moon, glow of the truth that slowly, begins to draw our energy as well as our attention. For it even goes deeper than deep, into a different perspective on life. Yet for the wolf it's a change of the world 🌎 that comes, with an aura that has a stronger hold on the mind and...
#birds
#cats
#dogs
#fish
#nature
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
7th Dec 2024 8:45pm
From a different perspective
Question about what you think and believe that what you see 👁️👁️ For have you ever seen through the eyes of nature, as it sometimes is a reflection of life, told from a different perspective of a mother and child 🙏 For sure there are some similarity that really reflects, the deepness of the moments of birth, from a WOLF mother's eyes watching over her young child, supporting them and to teach them how to survive 😔 in life. But yet it's here in the nature zone, in the mountains and tree's in the forest life is very different. HERE from the outside...
#animals
#birds
#butterfly
#fish
#motherhood
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