Best Owl Poems

A snowy owl sat on her nest
   while tending to her brood;
her mate flew out upon a quest 
   to gather up their food.
An old grey wolf then soon appeared
   who wandered in the dark.
To owl he said, “Don’t...

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Sitting by her open window
Was a girl deep in thought,
Lost within a book of Poe
A perfect poem she sought

With a curious eye
He watches her pen,
For she gives it a try
Every now and then

He will visit her forevermore
In silent hours of midnight,
Casting his shadow on her...

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Wake me, the owl, when the moon does rise
and his golden beams illuminate the skies,
when the darkness flees and the time just flies
and the cold, crystal stars twinkle in our eyes.

Nothing could keep me from basking in your glow
not lightning, not thunder, not even rain...

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Who can change what it is to be me?
The owl, hidden there in a night's beauty,
a beauty that most don't even try to see.

I am a deceiver in the shadows
who can show you a different light,
and open your eyes, once closed.

Come nearer. I am not...

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In the daylight hours, I spend  my time
So high on a perch, in a lofty pine
Where I fluff and comb my pretty plumes
And wait for the rise of the silver moon

I bob and weave on the top of the tree
Watching my world, in dimensions...

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Owl Parliament is now in session, so be quiet please.
All whistles, hoots, growls, grunts and screeches need to cease.

As the largest of you all, I’m in charge, you see.
Not to mention, I have killed four warthogs and a monkey!

Sir Snowy thinks we need to show...

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I hunt my prey, late dusk or night
     With wings so quiet in my flight
It's hard to see me up in trees
     Since I am camouflaged with ease

My ears are placed in such a way
  ...

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O for the Wings, Eyes and Ears of an Owl
~~~
Assuming we could do eye-popping things
As does an owl flying the night on wings
When no one knows of antics in moonlight
O for the mystique of a silent flight.

Imagine having circular vision
It'd be alike watching television
If...

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Only wise when awake
Outgoing like the wind
Opposed to nothing small
Ousts mice very quickly 
Ornery predators 
Outstanding birds indeed
Onlookers are enthralled...

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listening watching learning ~ oh how we have become blind deaf and dumb


Rustling and bustling through the day, makes for unease--I Am

Third Place
Written 10/5/22
The Power Of Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsor: JCB Brul
Syllable Counter (17)...

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There once was a silly raccoon
 He slept in a tree until noon
 He came down to play
 He decided to stay
 He danced a jig to a tune

 Val the Cross-eyed Owl
 She saw his jig and said-"WOW"!
 The Owl and Raccoon
 Then danced...

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As the moon sang a lullaby
to a distant star
The creatures below to sleep did sink
Except for the owl,  who didn't sleep a wink

 " What time do you  have" asked the owl 
" It's a  quarter to nine"
Said the  tree with...

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Through shadowed trails beneath the moon’s cold stare.
     Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear.
This feathered prize found peace in my gut
     No slumber dreamt; no answer could I get.

Eurasian owl with orbs of liquid flame
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Perched      from approaching  danger       quite at home high up on the tree   

gazing encompassing the full view of everything around me       

Listening to the whispers...

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trees tessellated
	prismatic presentation  ~
		wizened eyes widen

(September Full Moon – Anishinaabe)...

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