Best Hawk Poems

Soaring Hawk poised high
Back drop a deep sapphire sky 
Winds in attendance

Mighty wings unfold
Caressing the Wind Spirits
They lift and support

Circling Hawk perceives
Rainbow circle on a cloud
Framed is his shadow

On oceans of blue
Snow hills of clouds seem to float
On silvered ripples

Waves swell as they curl
White manes...

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On this mountaintop I sit
In solitude reclined –

For such a heightened lift
Soul-weary did I climb
The world foresworn – a bit
(My aching heart inclined)

A flowing form of art
A hawk goes soaring by
In curving – graceful – arc
Suspended in the sky

It liberates my heart
And with the hawk...

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Aloft, with keen eyes in sorbet skies’ raspberry half-light
visceral vibrations of vitality does await.
Soaring in a hush, with plumage plush, a silent stealth kite,
he glissades on ghostly winds with mystical wings of fate.

Poised to plummet from his summit of purple sundown spread
with wingspan wide, wreathed...

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The hawk circled, watching below
at all the activity happening
He focused on each person, as he would prey
But, instead he was just observing, listening, learning
He went to the wise owl and reported his observations and instincts
As he flew across the landscape, he could see things far...

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He was mighty as could be venturing down by the sea,
revered as the king soaring over his golden throne-
He was respected yet felt neglected and could never see,
all the beauty he held and sadly felt so lost and alone. 

Self-respect, he had some but always...

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Said the Chipmunk to the Hawk

Said scared, little, tail-striped chipmunk to red-tailed hawk,
“I am hidden over there where you will not find me.”

Said hawk in a swoop to another branch, “Jiggle that
tail again, so I’ll dive and sweep you off to heaven!”

Crouching as flat to...

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eyes
super
sharp search prey 
my spirit guide
awakens memories
and cosmic messages
synchronicities abound
beware, be bold, perceive, protect
visionary powers, base chakra
hawk medicine teaches observation...

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high up in the sky
     scouring the field for its food
the red hawk circles...

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three crows and a hawk,
flying together
sounds like a cartoon

get your claws in this one
a sign of the times
my mind sees such things
written in the sky

on October 7th,
my birthday,
i was celebrating
in a Christian conference
with a roomful of women

hands open
praising the Lord
oblivious of happenings
in Israel

i saw baby...

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Morning hawk tears through the land 
like a lightning bolt direct and true. 

Morning hawk screeches like thunder
her voice echoing in the canyons.

Morning hawk finds a higher perch
her eyes sharp and her wings readied. 

Morning hawk feels strange in the light—
no one sees her, no...

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Death
won
that night -
that foggy
night when the Black Hawk
crashed into the murky Santa 
Rosa Sound.  Vigils were held on the beach, candle light
casting an eerie glow through the fog as people prayed for survivors - but there
        ...

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Oh for pity's sake put some clothes on, 
the bracing air will steal your breath..
and I need you to stand and stay strong. 
   
Cold comfort thrills from your chill touch
help me recall why I adore you so...

A chin of the ages rests...

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When primeval men were made,
Someone said they were perfect,
But I ask them how plausibly so
Can perfection beget imperfection?
They laughed and I laughed in return.
Some others said they became selfish
And sought independence from their maker,
And rebelled against their irascible father.
Normally, if you say nothing
Nobody would ask...

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While passing through the sunken gardens;
On my way, after lunch;
A great bird, wings outstretched,
Came down from the sky, all hunched.

With wingspan between four to five feet;
He stopped me in my tracks.
His eyes met mine; they locked there;
That giant hawk of black.

From side to side he...

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I can’t rid of the bags under my eyes
The crowfeet despise, all were lies,
Conjured was an illusion of you
Throughout my groping confusion
evasive, flimsy
A-m-o-r-p-h-i-c, innuendos 
I was subjected to your derision 
dissing me relentlessly
deriding my appearance,
disparaging my intellect
as I stumbled and fell into the abyss 
Mocking...

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