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War Bird Poems | Bird Poems About War

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

Details | Iambic Pentameter |

Chicken Cot UFO

Chicken Cot UFO

It crossed the gloaming skies above the roofs,
in awe we followed then, its jazzy course;
mysterious would be the incensed spoofs
this ireful ship, upon us, would enforce.

Hmm..
..We said! Abominable was the ship
that traced its gaudy eights in air with hum;
predestined to avenge our ego trip,
atrocious poulets, would not succumb.

The chicken soldiers were a frightful troop
in pink-pistachio uniforms with spots,
that insolent, bombarded us with moop,
to hit our heads that were devoid of thoughts.

In order to placate the chicken troop,
some started to recite their verse to skies;
confronting that attacking chicken group,
- bird poems they opposed to battle cries.

The angry war-birds listened to the verse,
that was composed by stunned, exposed confreres,
their cackle was bemocking and adverse,
- upon their heads they wore rouge voluperes.

This myth reflected what would happen if
extraterrestrial cots invaded Earth,
relentless chicken-birds in martial tiff
would moop upon some artists of top worth.

© 12/11/2013, G. Venetopoulos

moop = Matter Out Of Place


Details | Free verse |

Sharma's Song


Our garden perimeters
are hung with notes
A thrush sings its morning songs.

No other of its kind dares cross
these musical borders of  trilling notes

Would that we - could defend our boundaries with songs
instead of bombs.

Suzanne Delaney


Details | Iambic Pentameter |

Chicken Cot UFO - Hmm

Chicken Cot
UFO - Hmm

It crossed the
gloaming skies above
the roofs,
in awe our eyes
pursued its jazzy
course;
( mysterious would
be the incensed
spoofs
this ireful ship,
upon us, would
enforce! )

Hmm..
..We said!
Abominable was the
ship
that traced its
gaudy eights in air
with hum;
predestined to
avenge our ego trip,
atrocious poulets,
would not succumb.

The chicken soldiers
were a frightful
troop
in pink-pistachio
uniforms with spots,
that insolent,
bombarded us with
moop,
to hit our heads
that were devoid of
thoughts.

- The Alien ship was
rounded like the
moon;
each angry bird was
using a stun-gun,
the star of origin
of that platoon
and planet were most
certainly to shun. -

In order to placate
the chicken troop,
some started to
recite their verse
to skies;
confronting that
attacking chicken
group,
- bird poems they
opposed to battle
cries.

The angry war-birds
listened to the
verse,
that was composed by
stunned, exposed
confreres,
their cackle was
bemocking and
adverse,
- upon their heads
they wore rouge
voluperes.

This myth reflected
what would happen if
extraterrestrial
cots invaded Earth,
relentless
chicken-birds in
martial tiff
would moop upon some
artists of top
worth.

© G. Venetopoulos,
12/11/2013, All
rights reserved

moop = Matter Out Of
Place

Sponsor: Shadow
Hamilton
Contest Name:
Spaceship
Deadline: 3/27/2014


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.


Details | Rhyme |

Big cat roars

     Big Cat Roars. 

A big cat roared in the wilderness,
As the birds fled to the skies,
As the echo’s of the thunderbirds
Be drowning out their cries.
As mad, mad man goes off to war,
And young men die 
Oh Lord what for?????

The dark green bird with the big propeller 
Be dropping off some fine young fellows,
To fight a mad, mad, war in tears
As anguished mothers face their fears.
And boys, some dying for leaders pride,
Be forced to thrust their souls aside.

The Romans march they off to war,
They're still with us and that's for sure.
The Gulf, Iraq and Vietnam
Does anybody give a damn???
About boys dying in the night,
And who be wrong and who be right.?


Details | Diminished Hexaverse |

The mystery with no viel

Life is a creative 
Explosion
A playful
Rebellion
A dance with 
No reason
A non-sensical Mystery
Extending through and beyond logic.
Nothing holds it at both sides
Yet here it is. (There it is)


Details | Haiku |

SEPTEMBER HAIKU

                                           A dollar
                                                World
                                                   Confusion




                                           Birds yellow
                                                  Tree of life
                                                      A painting


                                              

                                              Two brothers
                                                     Beautiful woman
                                                                War war




                                                 Blue eyes
                                                      Red boobs
                                                         Sky apples




                                                   Heaven dews
                                                            Silky grass
                                                                  Autumn girls