Beak Poems - Poems about Beak

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...Read the rest...

Elizabeth Smither' THE BEAK ' (JUDGE) ~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ ~ {•)(•} ~~ ~ ...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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....Read the rest...

the tangerine beak stuffed into a round of snow - where a carrot grows 1/28/2019...Read the rest...

Winters frost appeared one morn. A black majestic crow, stands stern on my porch, Early hunter, seeking food for his born. He poses with dignity, eyes piercing black, A back of iron, hunting prey as a lion. A predator with...Read the rest...

A passerine bird, One of the smallest of sizes, With a beak almost minute. On its beak you can count many; the tiniest to biggest, the slimmest to the fattest, the lightest to the heaviest, the ugliest to the finest, the sourest to...Read the rest...

A tiny yellow bird, tiny beak, Sits on a tiny branch Of a big green tree, Taps its feet, chirps, hops, joyful, playful, circles around, Lands on the deck post, Agitated, loud and louder, Aiming to snap the piece of bread I tossed...Read the rest...

Epiphany falls exactly on the sixth of each January; children call it, " La Befana ": she's the opposite of Santa! On the sixth of each January, the dauntless witch flies away; will the beak-nosed Befana find Baby Jesus and become...Read the rest...