Best Birds Poems

There is a sacred place, beyond the deep blue skies
while living, we cannot go, and where birds cannot fly
a vast, mysterious realm, not meant for human eyes
where strong forces gather, waging war from on high.

A war for the hearts and the minds of our souls
by...

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to cage a bird to understand 
only illustrates your sleight of hand
watch them gently in the wild
then you'll understand my child...

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There is a sombre silence, 
as mist veils morning air.
A plethora of feathers
float among dew drops.
A ceremony of birds,
heads slumping,
soundless and homeless,
perch upon rooftops,
observing fallen nests,
cracked eggs and 
lifeless nestlings.
Arrival of their fate
is like paper in a storm.
But birds don't ask why,
they just spread their...

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Despite the black, the birds begin
To call the light unto the day,
Persistent songs remind the Sun
To send the stars upon their way.

There's hope in this which I admire:
The birds trust what they're yet to see,
I know I trust you just the same,
And always will, unfailingly....

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With the incoming sounds of spring, a resurrection of life,  
the chilliness flees. Quote _ by Poet 



Ready for a new season, Spring birds
Shake off winter; embracing 
The bonniest warmness weather,
Babies born, and color of nature's crowns.

Scarlet Tanagers chatter, flying round,
Feasting on caterpillar’s slowness...

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Standing on the broken cement of the back porch
silently staring into the skies
and talking to myself 
 
Fingers struggling to keep appearances 
windshield wipers across my cheek
watercolors gone white
 
Flippant, fanatical, furious
patient, protective, passionate
trying to love the beast
 
Sending dreams to the clean ears of...

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Heart is a neglected garden,
diseased by an epidemic of weeds.
Breathless, pining for your breaths -
breathe passion into me

so bees, birds and butterflies return.

Cultivate soul with tender hands,
propagate seeds sensually.
Fertilise fragility with soft kisses, 
form a vision of Eden

so bees, birds and butterflies return.

Upon dawn's delight...

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Sing, Birds Sing

Sun
Smiling
Gleefully
Blushes blue dawn
While robin's musing
Pink-dogwood dreams
Rejoicing
Blooming
Spring

Where
Playful
Cardinal
Hops, hops, and sits
Then curves a sharp spin
Flying up high
Savoring
Freedom
Flight

Lone
Sparrow
Sitting on
Red maple tree
Whistles and dances
Reveling in
Lilacs and
Lilies
White

Sing
Birds sing
Exalting
Season's beauty
Warbling, frolicking
Serenading
Cheerfully
Sing birds
Sing

Sing
Of joy
Of prairies
Of giggling streams
Of butterflies, bees
Flowering trees
Sing of hearts
Sing of
Love

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Theres a man in the sky, can you see him hiding, crouching behind the grey mist rising. 
Thunder and lightning seems to guide him to reach that height when he needs some time in the skies to hide him from deeply diving down in abyss...

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I stand at the wooded edge
where goldenrod bows with the wind's wave
its yellow heads nodding in agreement.
A chickadee perches
its heart a tiny drum of joy
echoing the forest's pulse.

In this moment a smile radiates—
not mine but the earth's—
a ripple spreading
a gentle caress touching all it meets.

A...

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among green foliage and slender twigs, perched a graceful mellifluous Nightingale.
Chickadees, Robins, Orioles stopped their synchronised cadence of rhythmic tweets, in anticipation..
a tranquil silence fell in the forest, a quiet trance around...

tall majestic trees stopped swaying their aspiring  branches,
plants and shrubs and bushes softly emanated...

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as swallows land and swifts take flight
inside late noon’s last shards of light
the chill winds that descend on day
cause dense green swathes of reeds to sway
across the flooded vista’s ground
in harmony with nature’s sound
of shrills that echo through the air
from birds and insects everywhere
while stars...

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Blue Egg Mommy

You know it’s spring when she sings.
The first to show as day greets “Hello”

Her morning song so beautiful and strong.
Soon preoccupied all day long.

Her tenacity will impress, as she builds her twiggy nest.  
With her orange breast, she is the best dressed
and...

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What tales your leaves must whisper
of youths tall in your strong arms.
Pretending to be pirates
in a terrible, fierce storm.

Or lovers in your shadows
making vows they sometimes kept;
dreamer's secret hideaway,
underneath leaves, young boys slept.

Many years honed your boldness,
growing taller, stronger, blest.
You were proud to play sentry
standing...

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The three poetry forms used are haiku, tanka and sijo.


whirling in daisies
multicolored blooms in hair
summertime affair

Caressing petals
Light steps frolic in beauty
as breezes chase blooms.
Raspberry days so fruity
Clouds stand still for yellow sheen.

Blue jay and red cardinal sing songs of zesty frolic,
against a pretty backdrop of...

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