Beak Poems - Poems about Beak

I’m a dumb rooster’s beak

I’m a dumb rooster’s beak
 pecking broken chunks of cheese
                             from every event
every moment is astonishment
           

Losing Face

One may see puffins and parrots
any hour of the week
both birds bear a big colourful beak
the former pelagic feed on fish
and live in large colonies on coastal cliffs
tho' monogamous collectively breed as a bunch
but with renown as the Atlantic sea clown
in Iceland several are served as lunch
the latter arboreal primarily frugivorous
toco being by far the

haiku : hiku : crow

  haiku

crow polishes beak shine
morning dew fresh washes window ~
gorgonzola sky

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hiku 

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The beak has broken, and I settle on the shore of painful thoughts

The beak has broken, and I settle on the shore of painful thoughts,
while the sea sews salt around a shell of feathers—
a cradle carved from a time long vanished, a vapor dream of the past.
I touch it gently—the wings contract like secrets hidden in evening shadows—
fragile bruises, a poem of memories passed through rains of

Mother hen

I opened the basket daily,                                                 Mother hen

I AM YOUR BIRD

     I am your little bird
   I want to live in your nest
     I want to live with you...
  I want to share a little space
   I want to be on your path
   to have a life of pleasure...
 

Wild Birds

I am the hawk, the falcon, the eagle
circling the skies, swooping with the winds
that roar through gold and carmine canyons.
I soar to hunt, to pursue, to feed.
Gliding on ageless currents of thermal energies
exploding through the clouds,
stooping to the field, the sea, the desert.

I have the strength, the will, the fortitude
of the ages beside, and within,

Emagi Smither Beak

Elizabeth Smither' THE BEAK ' (JUDGE)


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The Day the Eagle Is Defeated

The day The Eagle is defeated
The incident shall be repeated:
All transmitting stations televise it, 
The rarely praised tongues loosen in wit!
Born - to - Rule Valiant of All Seasons
To be lambasted for four reasons:
Who had off switched its amazing wings
Or had God said "it's time to spoil things"?
What had it done to matchless vision
Begun to

Wasted Effort

I’m sure that what you seek
Is at some cloud-veiled peak
That could pick up more than a week
For a nearing by The Weak;
To be soon skinny that is sleek 
And mentally thwarted – A freak 
This proving by easily sounding Greek …

And-Gosh!-already, I picked out a beak
About to on it havoc wreak
Or leave an unseemly streak

Oh Heck

Oh Heck
There's a frog stuck inside my beak, oh heck
And the rascal's has his hands round my neck
The frog is no quitter
Should've been my dinner
I'm now fast becoming a strangled wreck.
23rd May 2021

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Blue Jay

Wings feathered in snow,
weightless, drifting through the air,
a beak chirping, strong.

Beak Speak Is Bird Speak

bird speak
no words have been created
that can explain

if I had a beak
it would be much easier
beak speak is bird speak

Iamb Beak Peck Tammy Eater

Every friggin day
mother hen runs amuck,
while all chicken's
beady eyes appear awestruck
drawing particular
agitation, irritation, perturbation...

of Punxsutawney (Doctor) Phil
(well grounded) woodchuck,
the latter glaring at henpecked
yours truly rifled
tail feathered rooster,
whether communicating 

nonverbal sympathy
towards me, a garden variety
Gallus gallus domesticus  dumbstruck,
who doth make feeble attempt
albeit without explaining
rhyme or reason

poetic, plaintive, pathetic... cluck,
regarding doomed pyrrhic victory
against incessant cackling
more fowl

No Branch In Beak

everyday
i wake
sometimes
early 
others late

but lately
whenever
i do i'm
greeted by
the sound

almost owl like
but instead of
who i hear
you or boohoo
hoo

as if Noah
waiting
for a sign
someday
sometime

i will
not wake
to the call
of the mourning
dove for he calls for

thee

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