Beak Poems - Poems about Beak

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...

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haiku crow polishes beak shine morning dew fresh washes window ~ gorgonzola sky _________ hiku wwww oooooo rrrrrrrrrr ...

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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...

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I opened the basket daily, Mother hen...

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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... ...

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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,...

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Elizabeth Smither' THE BEAK ' (JUDGE) ~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~ {•)(•} ~~ ~ || ~~ ~ ~ (==) )~~ ~~ ( ...

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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...

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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...

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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 Quitters Never Win Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico...

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

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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...

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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...

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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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A cosmic beak pecks an explosion of maroon that converges with galactic vastnesss where stars brightly splatter midnight blue. Feb 20, 2019 for the Tell Me- What Do You See-- Poetry Contest of James Edward Lee Sr....

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