Best Heron Poems

A great Blue Heron

The park behind our house recently redone
And a Great Blue Heron has discovered fish
I saw the heron standing in tattered wings
Like a tattered skirt and tattered grass
I wonder, what scissors have cut them all?

A graceful neck, curved at crest
Ready to catch and...

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Great Blue Heron

Oh Great Blue Heron found along our shores,
Your stately presence in the water shows
A setting so sublime in quiet marsh
Where flowing grasses sway in gentle breeze,
And water ripples glisten in the sun…
Untamed and free, you follow nature’s way.

Alone you stand, majestic bird, with...

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heron overhead 
    silhouette in twilight spread~
       wings hugging thick air
       


6/28/2021...

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The Heron, grey priest of the shallow mere
Stalks slow and calculated t’ward its prey
With cool far seeing vision of a seer
And knowing his own power needs no defray
For he alone adjudicates the day

His strategy grinds more than single axe
A long unhurried glide path to new...

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He sat on the dock on a rainy day,
this heron; little and green.  He was
patiently fishing the cold, dark waters.
For now, his meal was a minnow.

This heron, little and green he was
in my mind, reminded me of someone else.
For now, her meal was small...

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the great blue heron
glides low over the blue bay...
schools of fish vanish ...

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I must tell you this bird:
long thin legs, sharp beak
wading in a dappled stream
grayish blue,  at home in cypress
Curving skyward through Spanish Moss...

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I AM THE HERON


There is a stoicism to me
silent, self reliant, pensive posturing
suddenness of intent and action.

My aggression is calculated,
measured in response to need,
activated by impending threat.

Stillness is the garb of my determination,
patience in the solitude of calm
spring loaded – a  sharpened, piercing, beak.

I...

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Languid summer day
Cloud afloat on garden pond
Silent Heron waits.

Ripples replace cloud
Water drips from Heron beak
Koi swim unaware....

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She's here again,
 nearly three feet tall
 wing span just as wide.
She arrives every day at eleven fifteen
 landing silent on the roof shed
 then glides to the ground.
She walks around the pond
 then steps up on the stones
 for a closer view.
She eyes the...

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HERON SONNET

Betty spoke of god’s face seen through puddles
A mirror on the way from bad to good
In puddles of my overgrown troubles
There is little ebb and flow, air and food

Yet each morning and evening without fail
Fishing for frogs or what few fish proceed
To urge their...

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blue heron's wingspan
sundown
heading home



Published in The Trillium Haiku Group Anthology 2022 "-to hang my hat"

AP: 3rd place 2021

Posted on July 22, 2018...

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My name is HORON/HERON
God of the Sun
I AM from the Stars and the Moon Proteus
He who life binds again
From in the Aquarius Constellation
The Divine Male and The Divine Female

I AM 3 Billion Light Years
From your Earth-Sun Star

We are a pleasant people
Who have visited
Your Earth many...

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heading home at dusk
gliding into melting sun
graceful blue heron



AP: 1st place 2021

Posted on September 20, 2020...

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On a black carabao's back,
a dazzling white heron 
slow-dances,

the feathers on its graceful, 
slender neck the breeze 
romances !...

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