Poems About Birds by Top Critiquers
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Poems about birds by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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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
81 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
30th Jul 2018 10:29am
30th Jul 2018 10:29am
Just Before Dawn
Darkness
Birds waking
Soon a chorus
Day begins
Birds waking
Soon a chorus
Day begins
#birds
506 reads
10 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
14th Mar 2018 10:33pm
14th Mar 2018 10:33pm
Untitled energetic cycles of breaths within the light cosmos
Restless
Fingers are
Stilled and
Knots
Loosen
The wound
Moans
Vitamins
Curls
Biceps and
Triceps in
Five minute
Intervals
Breathe.
Focus.
Realign.
There is something to
Find, to
Discover, right in front
Of me
Get dressed and
Explore
My
Surroundings
Wander
Down the
Avenues
Into
A Christian
Thrift
Browse
Books
Langston Hughes
Fifty cents
Sold
A cute...
Fingers are
Stilled and
Knots
Loosen
The wound
Moans
Vitamins
Curls
Biceps and
Triceps in
Five minute
Intervals
Breathe.
Focus.
Realign.
There is something to
Find, to
Discover, right in front
Of me
Get dressed and
Explore
My
Surroundings
Wander
Down the
Avenues
Into
A Christian
Thrift
Browse
Books
Langston Hughes
Fifty cents
Sold
A cute...
#flowers
#birds
#nature #myself
#nature #myself
691 reads
9 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
The Cardinal
Yesterday
I said I had not seen a cardinal
in a while
as though
speaking directly to the universe
Today
I looked out the back window
and right then
a cardinal
landed on the Earth
and leapt onto the steps
and onto a stone on the steps
And looked into my soul.
Ambrosia red
Enrapture
I said I had not seen a cardinal
in a while
as though
speaking directly to the universe
Today
I looked out the back window
and right then
a cardinal
landed on the Earth
and leapt onto the steps
and onto a stone on the steps
And looked into my soul.
Ambrosia red
Enrapture
#birds
#nature
#spiritual
258 reads
2 Comments
KrystalG
Poem Published
26th May 2023 9:03pm
26th May 2023 9:03pm
Natural Duck Beauty
Oh look!
A duck!
Thought at
first a goose,
then a swan...
an innocent
mistake, chuckling.
Watching it
land in the
lilly pad pond.
Swimming into
the shade.
Before I realize,
it sits at it's
peaceful resting
place.
Underneath
the big tree
leaves.
Where it sat upon
a brick
surrounding the
beautiful,
wide,
pond.
Oh to be a duck.
What a life
that must be.
One look back up
and she,
is back in the ...
A duck!
Thought at
first a goose,
then a swan...
an innocent
mistake, chuckling.
Watching it
land in the
lilly pad pond.
Swimming into
the shade.
Before I realize,
it sits at it's
peaceful resting
place.
Underneath
the big tree
leaves.
Where it sat upon
a brick
surrounding the
beautiful,
wide,
pond.
Oh to be a duck.
What a life
that must be.
One look back up
and she,
is back in the ...
#beauty
#animals
#birds #nature
#birds #nature
48 reads
4 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 3:13am
10th Apr 2021 3:13am
Sparrow Song
Tiny birds are blessed with the best of songs;
take a good walk and you’ll notice.
Blue jays wear their beauty in feathers, not voices,
pigeons and doves just quietly mourn,
crows and grackles caw and… grack,
seagulls squawk and woodpeckers drum,
and even the largest of eagles
can only manage a pitiful squeak.
But stand in a wood and you’ll hear before you see them-
the ones who warble and sing and trill.
Their nondescript browns and grays are deceptive
as their glamour shows best when you close your eyes.
Yes, the smallest...
take a good walk and you’ll notice.
Blue jays wear their beauty in feathers, not voices,
pigeons and doves just quietly mourn,
crows and grackles caw and… grack,
seagulls squawk and woodpeckers drum,
and even the largest of eagles
can only manage a pitiful squeak.
But stand in a wood and you’ll hear before you see them-
the ones who warble and sing and trill.
Their nondescript browns and grays are deceptive
as their glamour shows best when you close your eyes.
Yes, the smallest...
#birds
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2021
297 reads
6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
21st Feb 2023 10:09pm
21st Feb 2023 10:09pm
Mother Goose!
When days aren't much brighter than the nights
And all the nimbi ceaselessly blow
I long for the geese on their northern flights
As tonic for doldrums felt here below.
I've long betook from altitonant birds
A fervid sense of their hankering roam
Whereby I try to think of the words
That might call magnetoreception...Home.
Imagine a compass stuck in your nose
To help sniff out antipodean trips
And thereby find where the goose feed grows
Saving the flock from apocalypse!
Yet what grub powers the copious flaps ...
And all the nimbi ceaselessly blow
I long for the geese on their northern flights
As tonic for doldrums felt here below.
I've long betook from altitonant birds
A fervid sense of their hankering roam
Whereby I try to think of the words
That might call magnetoreception...Home.
Imagine a compass stuck in your nose
To help sniff out antipodean trips
And thereby find where the goose feed grows
Saving the flock from apocalypse!
Yet what grub powers the copious flaps ...
#earth
#birds
#storm
#spring
#evolution
99 reads
5 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
9th Feb 2022 4:18pm
9th Feb 2022 4:18pm
Haiku: Soar
Raptor royalty
freedom's avian emblem
feathered majesty
freedom's avian emblem
feathered majesty
#birds
#nature
#freedom #symbolism
#freedom #symbolism
126 reads
5 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
14th Apr 2023 12:47pm
14th Apr 2023 12:47pm
Accipiter
14/30
Accipiter
I used to wake
to early mornings
happy chirpings
lots of different
types of small birds
Now, however,
no sounds can be heard
ever since the new
neighbors have
moved in
When the new residents
are not active ----
usually midday
on through afternoons,
the finches, sparrows
and morning doves
come out to play
and feed
Small birds, their favorite prey
including the brown bats
that fly about at dusk
these Afghan Pine townies
won’t...
Accipiter
I used to wake
to early mornings
happy chirpings
lots of different
types of small birds
Now, however,
no sounds can be heard
ever since the new
neighbors have
moved in
When the new residents
are not active ----
usually midday
on through afternoons,
the finches, sparrows
and morning doves
come out to play
and feed
Small birds, their favorite prey
including the brown bats
that fly about at dusk
these Afghan Pine townies
won’t...
#birds
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2023
88 reads
4 Comments
JAZZMANOR
Poem Published
12th Jan 2013 7:32pm
12th Jan 2013 7:32pm
A nice little walk
I thought I saw Thoreau by a tree one day
no sound could be heard while he walked
I tried to present a greeting
his finger waved as if not to talk
The silence was best as I followed
to a brook that was running free
a smile lit up his face
no other place he more wanted to be
In a minute another came to attention
said quietly his name was Don
something familiar but couldn't say what
a southern accent but not too strong
We saw nest of birds all over
even an owl take to flight
at one moment the beauty overwhelmed
closed my...
no sound could be heard while he walked
I tried to present a greeting
his finger waved as if not to talk
The silence was best as I followed
to a brook that was running free
a smile lit up his face
no other place he more wanted to be
In a minute another came to attention
said quietly his name was Don
something familiar but couldn't say what
a southern accent but not too strong
We saw nest of birds all over
even an owl take to flight
at one moment the beauty overwhelmed
closed my...
#birds
#nature
#uplifting #HenryDavidThoreau
#uplifting #HenryDavidThoreau
841 reads
21 Comments
monovox128
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2022 9:53pm
22nd Aug 2022 9:53pm
A VULTURE HAS LANDED
A VULTURE HAS LANDED
A best friend of mine, saw and posted a vulture just the other day
he wondered, what secret hidden message they'd come to say.
Vultures don't always mean death, sometimes in fact, it's rebirth
Teaching us self awareness, what in fact what we are truly worth.
Vultures can also teach us many of other interesting things practice patience and tolerance in whatever changes your life brings.
Also, often they symbolize that we need to have some faith and trust
that all will be better as things settle according to plan and must.
...
A best friend of mine, saw and posted a vulture just the other day
he wondered, what secret hidden message they'd come to say.
Vultures don't always mean death, sometimes in fact, it's rebirth
Teaching us self awareness, what in fact what we are truly worth.
Vultures can also teach us many of other interesting things practice patience and tolerance in whatever changes your life brings.
Also, often they symbolize that we need to have some faith and trust
that all will be better as things settle according to plan and must.
...
#animals
#birds
174 reads
1 Comment
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
213 reads
9 Comments
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