Poems About Birds Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about birds seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
PAR
Poem Published
30th Apr 2025 4:03pm
30th Apr 2025 4:03pm
Not to Kill the Pianist's Mockingbird (A Sonnet in Dark Tones)
In somber hues, the dusk begins to play,
a dirge on keys of silence, sharp and deep.
A mockingbird croons echoes of decay,
its solemn songs where wounded shadows creep.
The pianist sits as a phantom of the stage.
Fingers like ghosts upon a weathered score.
Each note, a tale of grief—a mourning cage.
A hymn for lives that fate shall keep no more.
Yet still, the strings of night refuse to break,
their mournful whispers thread through midnight’s veil.
The mockingbird and pianist awake...
A dance of death where sorrow...
a dirge on keys of silence, sharp and deep.
A mockingbird croons echoes of decay,
its solemn songs where wounded shadows creep.
The pianist sits as a phantom of the stage.
Fingers like ghosts upon a weathered score.
Each note, a tale of grief—a mourning cage.
A hymn for lives that fate shall keep no more.
Yet still, the strings of night refuse to break,
their mournful whispers thread through midnight’s veil.
The mockingbird and pianist awake...
A dance of death where sorrow...
#birds
#dance
#magic
#music
#mystery
48 reads
4 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 5:53pm
18th Apr 2025 5:53pm
beauty in chaos
the roaring sky cried in joy
pearly droplets of tears,
the parched soil quickly
soaked up
every ounce of rain;
in between heavens and earth,
the wind ran berserk.
the clatter...the commotion
caused some stir-
a zealous acceptance
of the change of weather,
inspiring leaves to dance,
and trees to sway,
in intoxicating merriment
the flowers sprang
in a bountiful spray,
while animals and birds ...
pearly droplets of tears,
the parched soil quickly
soaked up
every ounce of rain;
in between heavens and earth,
the wind ran berserk.
the clatter...the commotion
caused some stir-
a zealous acceptance
of the change of weather,
inspiring leaves to dance,
and trees to sway,
in intoxicating merriment
the flowers sprang
in a bountiful spray,
while animals and birds ...
#animals
#beauty
#birds
#hope
#nature
115 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 3:05pm
17th Apr 2025 3:05pm
balance
With outstretched arms, nature calls to me
With the sunrise and birdsong
The wildflowers in the garden
dazzle my vision
the trees hold up the sky
I knew it was going to be a beautiful day
sacred harmony, everything working in order after their kind
My day started as all days, feeding the cats
Chickens and roosters mine eat together
It's a funny alliance
My dog, still asleep in bed will need to be walked soon
But for now, it is a quiet morning of observation
The earth is humming, and whether you realize it...
With the sunrise and birdsong
The wildflowers in the garden
dazzle my vision
the trees hold up the sky
I knew it was going to be a beautiful day
sacred harmony, everything working in order after their kind
My day started as all days, feeding the cats
Chickens and roosters mine eat together
It's a funny alliance
My dog, still asleep in bed will need to be walked soon
But for now, it is a quiet morning of observation
The earth is humming, and whether you realize it...
#animals
#birds
#cats
#dogs
#nature
92 reads
4 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 9:51pm
12th Apr 2025 9:51pm
Jangkro
(Patois)
Nahsi niegah call mi peel ed jangkro,
But mi noh kier wa dem seh bout mi.
Mi noh like picheery caw dem gi tumuch troble.
Dem fiesi bud deh noh like mi needa.
Ebry time dem si mi, dem pick mi inna mi ed.
Mi affi fly high fi get weh fran dem.
Mi jus a glaid wiay up inna di sky peaceful.
Di breeze feel gud ahnda mi wing dem.
Ebryting pan di grong luk soh likke bit.
Bad mine peeple a fite gyence wan aneddda.
Mi noh bizniz wid wah gwaan dung deh.
Mi jus wah fine a pisa rattn meat fi nyam.
Nahsi niegah call mi peel ed jangkro,
But mi noh kier wa dem seh bout mi.
Mi noh like picheery caw dem gi tumuch troble.
Dem fiesi bud deh noh like mi needa.
Ebry time dem si mi, dem pick mi inna mi ed.
Mi affi fly high fi get weh fran dem.
Mi jus a glaid wiay up inna di sky peaceful.
Di breeze feel gud ahnda mi wing dem.
Ebryting pan di grong luk soh likke bit.
Bad mine peeple a fite gyence wan aneddda.
Mi noh bizniz wid wah gwaan dung deh.
Mi jus wah fine a pisa rattn meat fi nyam.
#birds
#food
#humankind
#sky
#wind
74 reads
3 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2025 9:39pm
2nd Apr 2025 9:39pm
~ “cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo”
https://youtu.be/JwvuiTedQgw?feature=shared
starts in monotone
of just the beats of a heart
a humbly stylish pull off
from the retro disco times
comes the cynosure..
your incessantly spaced~ paced
shrilly cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo
(repeats in infinite refrains)
as if many one worded precis writing
of your lengthening ever poetic discourse..
wooing calls of...
starts in monotone
of just the beats of a heart
a humbly stylish pull off
from the retro disco times
comes the cynosure..
your incessantly spaced~ paced
shrilly cooooOOOOO-woo-woo-woo
(repeats in infinite refrains)
as if many one worded precis writing
of your lengthening ever poetic discourse..
wooing calls of...
#birds
#inspirational
#love
#music
#peace
112 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 12:23pm
31st Mar 2025 12:23pm
Some berries and a giraffe's kiss
Let me take you to a divine place
where strawberries blush and interlace.
In the heart of the savannah they bloom
soft whispers of life in nature’s room.
The rain falls warm, like a lover's sigh.
A tender caress from a generous sky.
Its drops linger embracing the earth
feeding the fields where beauty finds birth.
The light, so cool, shimmers and plays,
casting shadows in intricate arrays.
A gentle balm to the heat’s embrace
illuminating dreams in this secret space.
Feel the pulse of the land, its steady...
where strawberries blush and interlace.
In the heart of the savannah they bloom
soft whispers of life in nature’s room.
The rain falls warm, like a lover's sigh.
A tender caress from a generous sky.
Its drops linger embracing the earth
feeding the fields where beauty finds birth.
The light, so cool, shimmers and plays,
casting shadows in intricate arrays.
A gentle balm to the heat’s embrace
illuminating dreams in this secret space.
Feel the pulse of the land, its steady...
#animals
#birds
#flowers
#love
#nature
106 reads
9 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Mar 2025 11:57am
30th Mar 2025 11:57am
A naughty girl
Once upon a time a little girl was going to take her doll for a walk when there she was, meeting two nice little birds
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
She dropped them a pretty little bow and said to them,
"Good afternoon, little birds, will you play with me?"
"I have some lovely candy in my little bag"
"I'll give you some"
One of the birds said, "I have no objection"
and the other said, "Neither do I"
They enjoyed themselves very much until it was nearly evening
Then the little birds said, "We want to go away now"
But...
#birds
#cats
#children
#fiction
#ShortStory
92 reads
4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 2:22pm
27th Mar 2025 2:22pm
the lament of blackbirds
my sadness peaks in the internal storms
resting in my sanctuary of doubt
with the belief I am safe from the chaotic feelings
hunkered down behind the strongest walls
A strangled scream is ripped from my soul
as I see faces in the window
people I care for vanishing
It is time to close down
and yet my soul chooses to linger
haunting a place that knows me well
it's halls my sacred place
my forlorn demons look to me
We are once again homeless
blackbirds of the host picking at carrion
taking flight to land...
resting in my sanctuary of doubt
with the belief I am safe from the chaotic feelings
hunkered down behind the strongest walls
A strangled scream is ripped from my soul
as I see faces in the window
people I care for vanishing
It is time to close down
and yet my soul chooses to linger
haunting a place that knows me well
it's halls my sacred place
my forlorn demons look to me
We are once again homeless
blackbirds of the host picking at carrion
taking flight to land...
#birds
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#metaphor
105 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 5:00am
21st Mar 2025 5:00am
The Nostalgic Nightingale
Perched on a withering branch
The nightingale sings a melancholic song
With a voice that remembers the past
Like echoes of spring from long, long ago
As the wind stirs amidst the trees
The nightingale sings a despondent tune
A winged memory of open blue skies
Now painted with a little more gloom…
But at night the nightingale sits in silence
Warm in the nest looking up at the stars
While the wind whispers amidst the trees
And leaves fall gently on the ground
The little bird reminisces of times
Of days lived and laughed and gone ...
The nightingale sings a melancholic song
With a voice that remembers the past
Like echoes of spring from long, long ago
As the wind stirs amidst the trees
The nightingale sings a despondent tune
A winged memory of open blue skies
Now painted with a little more gloom…
But at night the nightingale sits in silence
Warm in the nest looking up at the stars
While the wind whispers amidst the trees
And leaves fall gently on the ground
The little bird reminisces of times
Of days lived and laughed and gone ...
#birds
#memories
#nostalgia #TimeHeals
#nostalgia #TimeHeals
125 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Mar 2025 3:14pm
16th Mar 2025 3:14pm
~& the caw-ing cute, the cranial city Crow.. will go uncared for:(
at fourish fivish this a dark sunday dawn..
I hear the sharp & haste cawing calls
of them
(… yes, the same them whom had known
& bonded well right from my childhood…
them- the gathered brainy birds..
the simplistic & highly social, the indian
house crow in its black n faded bodied
greys.. in its small statured built than
their bigger relative.. the wild pitch black
violent ravens…
thanks to my dad, an avid bird lover.. he
used to feed them on a daily routine...
I hear the sharp & haste cawing calls
of them
(… yes, the same them whom had known
& bonded well right from my childhood…
them- the gathered brainy birds..
the simplistic & highly social, the indian
house crow in its black n faded bodied
greys.. in its small statured built than
their bigger relative.. the wild pitch black
violent ravens…
thanks to my dad, an avid bird lover.. he
used to feed them on a daily routine...
#anger
#birds
#CallToAction
#city
#nature
113 reads
4 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 7:15am
8th Mar 2025 7:15am
~a march(-ing) red..
.in a high noonish-dusk dramatics..
in a thin-line hybridised cusp… of a
wanton to puritan or vice versa..
i sit towards the sunny window .. letting in
the naked sunlight in all its luscious sparkle
.. of duskiness yellows.. dripping exuberance
of a translucent caramel honey in its tinkling
lippy dimpling corner kisses in a centric frilly
thickening voluptuous smoochy gather..
the buzzing whirring in trucks one after the
other .. but with some organic intervals in
between them as a...
in a thin-line hybridised cusp… of a
wanton to puritan or vice versa..
i sit towards the sunny window .. letting in
the naked sunlight in all its luscious sparkle
.. of duskiness yellows.. dripping exuberance
of a translucent caramel honey in its tinkling
lippy dimpling corner kisses in a centric frilly
thickening voluptuous smoochy gather..
the buzzing whirring in trucks one after the
other .. but with some organic intervals in
between them as a...
#birds
#love
#spiritual
#StreamOfConsciousness
#trees
153 reads
6 Comments
xthan
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 8:34pm
2nd Mar 2025 8:34pm
Do you feel uncomfortable?
When you were young
you would fly away
so what has changed?
if their words cannot
stuff your eardrums
like cotton wool
as your chest begins
screaming back up
into your throat,
let those wings
beat seamlessly
back & forth
once again.
you would fly away
so what has changed?
if their words cannot
stuff your eardrums
like cotton wool
as your chest begins
screaming back up
into your throat,
let those wings
beat seamlessly
back & forth
once again.
#birds
#nature
150 reads
0 Comments
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