Best Pelican Poems
Her mom died when she was young…and though she survived the ordeal
she still misses her when she remembers her…
some wounds will never heal.
She remembers how her mom loved pelicans…how they soared on the breeze like a kite…
How she loved all kinds of pelicans…
but her favorite ones were white.
And when she walks along the surf…when the sea is tranquil and calm…
if a white pelican soars overhead…
it reminds her of her mom.
When she hears the swoosh of the pelican's wings…and sees the smile on its beak…
she instinctively returns a smile
as a tear rolls down her cheek.
Then came the day for her to marry…her mom now years out of reach…
she decided to have the ceremony…
in the sand…
upon the beach.
Halfway through the service…about the time she took his hand
A flock of pelicans flew overhead…
then landed on the sand.
And she again remembered how her mom loved pelicans…
how they soar on the breeze like a kite…
And she had to stop and catch her breath…
because all these pelicans…
were white.
It was a beautiful moment…the end of a beautiful day
and when the ceremony was over…
all the pelicans flew away.
All the pelicans that is but one…who lingered there a while…
whose beak she swears to this day…
was formed into a smile…
She never thought of pelicans as angels…until her wedding night
but now her favorite angel…
is a pelican…
painted white.
a pelican dives
the stillness of ebb tide
broken
Pelican Bay
My rookery home
Nursery rocks oil covered
Parents dressed in black
sacrificial blood
how long could it lively count?
world ponders the truth
12 April 2022
Her mother died when she was young…
Somehow she survived the ordeal…
She will always miss her…some wounds never heal.
Her mother loved pelicans…
She use to marvel how they soared on the breeze like a kite…
and though she loved all pelicans…her favorite ones where white.
Now, whenever she walks along the surf…
When the sea is tranquil and calm…
If a white pelican soars over her head…it reminds her of her mom.
When she hears the swoosh of the pelican’s wings…
When she sees the smile on its beak…
She smiles and waves at that pelican…as a tears rolls down her cheek.
On her wedding day…with her mom now many years out of reach…
she decided to have her ceremony…in the sand…upon the beach.
Halfway through the service…at the same time she took his hand
a pelican circled overhead…and landed on the sand.
She thought of her mom
as she watched this pelican soar on the breeze like a kite…
and she had to stop to catch her breath because…
this pelican…was white.
It was a beautiful moment…that added to the beauty of the day
and when the ceremony was over…the pelican flew away.
All of her life she never thought much about guardian angels…
that is…until her wedding night…
now her favorite guardian angel…
is a pelican…painted white.
three starving children...
ripping flesh loose from her breast
she does what it takes
*Louisiana State Flag
Tim Ryerson
7/18/2015
Sailor Bill decided to sail
Around the world where others had failed,
With him his trusted right hand man,
Cedric, the pelican.
Cedric would give him plenty of warning
When the seas looked like storming,
He'd flap his wings and do some squawking
Similar to as if the pelican was talking.
When there was no food on the table,
This smart bird was very able
To fly from the ship and catch some fish,
Then serve them up in sailor Bill's dish.
Alas the pair were know well
At ports of call where the ocean swell,
They always seemed to be having fun,
Sailor Bill and his crew of one.
pelican wings wide beautiful his face and pride drops down to visit . . .
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April 2, 2016
Poetry/Monoku/The Not So Original
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All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, The Not So Original Monoku Challenge,
sponsor, Timothy Hicks, Theme - what I see image of pelican
Thirteen Place
Old pelican
Perched atop
A railing at the end
Of Sunny Isles pier
His wings spread
His body teetering
In a salty breeze
As if in mid-flight
Stationary
But with all the motion
Of the universe
Rushing about him
Like a propeller
Whirling
And steering
In the currents of the sea
Yet absent a ship to thrust.
if i were a pelican
i'd soar in the sky.
i'd feel like a queen
and watch the day goes by.
i'll go on adventures
and make new friends.
i'd sit by the sunset and watch how it ends.
i'd catch fishes and swim in the sea.
i'd give jokes to the dolphins and they'll giggle with me.
i'd be the greatest pelican that ever lived.
and for those who envy "WELL I NUH GIVE"
the last part of the poem was written in creole my belizean language
lonesome nightingale
serenades the airwaves
searching for his soul mate
lone pelican gliding
against the evening sky
so effortlessly
blown in with the wind
hummingbird nuzzles a bloom
and is blown away again
A pelican, tellican
where the fish all are,
A pelican, catchican
fishes near and far.
With a giant scoopican
dive upon the pond,
With his huge beakican
store them for later on.
Parking on Pelican Pier (Not so original monoku) contest
Pelican Pier here I come...Landing to eat Tuna Tuesday treats
Pelican Soup
I will not partake of your Pelican Soup,
Not even a drop or a very small scoop.
This culinary dish is quite absurd,
A consommé of a large billed bird.
A pelican called Pete,
Whom tuna, would not eat;
Flew down to hot sand,
Some sand crabs to land,
Now Pete has some very blistered feet!