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Retirement Bird Poems | Bird Poems About Retirement

These Retirement Bird poems are examples of Bird poems about Retirement. These are the best examples of Retirement Bird poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

Details | Sonnet |

Feeding the Birds

My morning retirement ritual,
Provides breakfast to the birds on my street. 
Food for fowl, silencing bellies that growl,
Watching the many hundreds gather near,
Huddled together on branches they meet,
With a calm patience we’ve learned to revere.

Feeding the birds of every pedigree,
Flying things, all sizes, colors, and shapes.
Hungry beaks, vibrant feathers, sharp clawed feet,
Small Finches and Wrens, large Sparrows come round.
Harmoniously singing us awake,
Their only care: yummy seeds on the ground.

My morning retirement ritual,
Feeding the birds of every pedigree.


1)  Sonnet written in Anapestic Pentameter


Details | Ballad |

From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - THE RUINS OF THE ANCIEN REGIME




Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss of bosses,
As every week, balances grew bleak:
He weighed merits and losses.

With all this he'd no time to eat,
And round and round he flew.
And now he's split in a hissy-fit;
So helmsman, too-de-loo!

Day after day, day after day,
He drifted on the ocean;
Guano-vernment rained on his ship
Their suggestions for promotion.

Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Corporate boards crosslink;
Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Let's take you for a drink.

Accountants talking rot: O Christ!
Missions, visions - oh please!
Yea, slimy characters need legs
And slimy policies.

So has he done an hellish thing?
Not hired who? We dunno:
Was it absurd, to have a separate curd
From the whey Slovenia owes?
This wretch won't play, after 60 days;
Pissflaps, he'll have to go!

God help ya, gospod Bencina
From the fiends, that plague us thus! -
It's time to go — shot like cross-bow,
The AUKN boss.

Ah! walk-out day! what evil looks
Had I from Ernst and Young!
Who's at a loss? AUKN's boss
Wouldn't take a bung?

"You'll be" quoth one, "abolished - no
Stigma to double-cross."
He chose to go - why? We don't know:
Harmless AUKN boss.


Re-reading the original gave me a great idea for dinner until I realised all the storks have all flapped off to Africa for the winter. Pity, as I have some ancient marinade from Tuš. Like the subject of the poem, I didn't have the stamina for a Coleridge-length effort.

Story: http://www.sloveniatimes.com/total-mess-in-state-owned-capital-asset-management

The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world. www.maria.si


Details | Ballade |

Living as a TPI

Living as a T.P.I

Just under twenty years ago
I was down in every way
Because of time in Vietnam
 There was horror in my days
So Repatriation did give me
A special rate of pension
To help me with my daily stress
And take away my tension.

At first I hated all of this
I felt just like a taker
Though these guys knew without a doubt
 That me, I was no faker
Then one day I did think about it
And came to the conclusion
That me, I was one lucky man.
Then gone were my illusions

So then, I made the most of it
I learned to play Guitar
And wrote about three hundred songs
[Though I never was a star]
I walked along the wetland trails
And heard the birds rich calls
And realized this lazy life
It was quite wonderful.

So now I bless each day that comes
And do not care at all
That I am living off the state
I guess I have it all
And all this leisure that I have
I deserve it, all if it
Because I went to serve my country
And I know I done my bit.

19 November 2013 @ 1500hrs.