Best Finch Poems

And I Barely Heard the Finch

How sweet your timid twitter,
Like a child pulling on its Mother’s dress,
And like the child, “Do you want to talk to me,
Do your little chirps mean more than seed?”

Free you fly through the dawning skies,
Problems far from your waking eyes;
Immigration,...

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crimson lilts of joy
fill the alder tree with song~
concert of rubies

03/14/22
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purple house finch perched
'pon loose weeping willow limb...
swinging in spring breeze  ...

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gold turning silver
                         feathers with the leaves shedding

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Grinch Finch

I once was hired to use a winch
to wrap it’s chain around a tree
a tree that held a frightened cat
I knew that this would be a cinch
for nothing ever worried me

I didn’t know there was a finch
who nested there and what a grinch
and then...

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Morning’s clarinet of feathers
over blunt autumn cold

Singing finch
scurry branch to branch

Southeastern’s feeble flame
burns November’s thin wick

In the air
blue ice whistles

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from my 6th book-length manuscript

©dah / dahlusion 2014, 2015 all rights reserved

"Autumn’s Finch" was first published in
'The Filid Anthology'...

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RARE BIRD

Sitting outside my window
a Black-throated Finch is there.
This little bird now is on show
seldom seen, could become rare.

A Black-throated Finch is there,
hoping he'll stay for some time,
seldom seen, could become rare,
pecks at a worm to dine.

Hoping he'll stay for some time,
content to continue grazing.
he...

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A Gold Finch visited the bird bath today
It seemed that he only wanted to play

He stood on the rim putting just one foot in
He seemed really afraid to take just a swim

Then his reflection he seemed to spy
Soon after he began to fly

Then back down...

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Awaiting my presence,
You knew I was there.
Black beads gaze into mine,
Why would they want to leave?...

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chirpy little finch 
awakens early risers
opening the day...

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Looking through the three-eighth gauge, at zebra's, stars and plumhead.
Listening to the expert in the trade and take in what he said.
I went home and scanned through pages of books and magazine,
perusing photographs of aviary birds - most I had never seen.

Where I lived quite...

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Greyson Frankfurter Finch,
Was a lonely man,
Who had an obsession,
With doorbells.

One day,
He went to,
The doctors,
To find out whats wrong.

He got a letter,
One day,
He read it,
And knew something was wrong.

The doctor,
Had wrote,
You need,
Help.

Greyson walked,
Without his,
Purple suit,
Wandering.

Goes,
Wacko,
On someone,
He doesn't know.

Runs back home,
Leaves a note on,
His neighbors door,
And goes...

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Oh, faery finch, whose golden form does climb
    Athwart the starry bays of poesies, sweet,
I hear your voice, and drown in slumber’s clime,
    As I sit, pond’ring in my woolen seat.
My quill spills no sweet word or sweeter song,
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springtimes
chiaroscuro
gouldian finch...

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