Best Owlets Poems

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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In my white feathered coat, I look divine.
I hunt at night, but also in bright day.
My bold rounded eyes as gold amber shine.
Dawn guilds my broad wing span flying away.
Soaring silent I clear steep mountain's crest,
Then swoop with precision to snatch my prey.
My talons cling...

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Cloaked in beige, the park awaits new dusk-time
and there again owlets will start to chime,
through gentle rain,  silence lays all around
while leaves russet glide unto Autumn’s ground
as maples hide their flesh in lean display
where twigs imbed the gangly stems like hay
to shred reams of...

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Please don’t ruffle my feathers
It is very rude when you stare
I have the most sensitive hearing
And I know you are lurking there

I mainly venture out at night
For I really am quite shy
Many people don’t even see me
For I don’t make a noise when I fly

My...

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BEAUTY BLIND in ZEUS'S EYES

Born in dark with glints of light
the baby owlet flies.
Clots of stars within the skies
and clots in owlets eyes. 

Darkest night and darker days, 
he soars to search for prey.
Seeing not, the hunger grows 
and no light shows the way.

Need for...

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owl ruffles feathers
nocturnal hunt for small prey~
owlets wait near by

3/14/2022


Bird Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin 
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Lake ice cracks with cold
breath hangs in frozen silence
stars sparkle above.

Great horned owls hoot
bitter February night
owlets to follow.

On this frigid night,
may we share as one this fire
that burns within us?...

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talons clamp shrews head 
      body parts torn into shreds 
              agog owlets fed


Sponsored by Brian Strand
Syllable counter ps 5/7/5
A STRAND (1068) Poetry Contest
08/02/2022...

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An Owls Night Out

Perched high in the trees, far from enemies,
Your head turns in rotation, of 270 degrees.
Your sensitive ears, hears the sounds of prey,
A family of rodents, from their den they stray.

In silent flight, you take to the nocturnal sky,
Lead instinctively by your senses,...

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Not  a sound. Now hush . 
Its the flap of a wing against a faded autumn leaf
the shaking of a tree branch as the snowy owl leaps .
And now a russell of fallen leaves mixed with a swish of dew covered grass
A mouse nervously...

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Love is in the air tonight,
I can see it everywhere.
Butterflies and dragonflies
Flirt while kissing in mid-air.

The fireflies fly flashing.
And illuminate the night.
Children seeing, squeal with glee,
And move closer to the sight.

Love is in the air tonight,
I can hear it in the trees.
Bullfrogs sing; their dreams...

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Ready or not it is time to arise
She has been busy all night and it is time to close her eyes

She lives nearby high in a tree
Her rise and sleep cycle is an alarm clock for me 

She has been hunting all night and it...

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Who says that birds of different feathers can't live together?
God created different feathers for man to admire and understand that,
Similar feathers live in similar habitats,
They feed, fly and passionately protect each other.

Boulders from high, dry territories break down with time, 
Roll downhill to reach distant...

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Barn owl lands on the soft grass
With a giant whump
Scaring away mice and chipmunks
They scatter in many directions
A garter snake was not as lucky
He gets carried off in giant talons
Lunch for owlets...

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When I am on the hunt if I want fresh
I choose young, it is always fresher meat.
Young bunnies, squirrels, rats, moles, voles.
Tastier, and less of a struggle.

But when my mother’s heart catches their eye,
And I think for a second of my owlets, I sometimes
Let up,...

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