Best Raptors Poems

(A Villanelle)

The winter’s dismal path is long and gray,
a never-ending march of cheerless dark
with skies whose colors bleach in dull array

where forest scene gives one...

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The chaotic cadence of falling rain
begins striking the pavement in evening's hours.
Up on the roof I hear the steady gain

of drops as sprinkling now becomes...

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Frigid, knife-edged winds from the northwest
sweep down like hungry raptors on 
pewter gray skies. Feral eyed, keen on destruction.
Late May. Sullen skies discharge sleet and...

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This is a poem I wrote last year for my grand children....one loves bird...future ornithologist, maybe?

Owls belong to one of two different families or classes,
Even...

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steller's sea eagle
perching on frozen birch tree~
stargazing at dawn 


17 March 2022

Syllables checked at howmanysyllables.com

Bird Haiku Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
1st place


Notes: Steller’s sea...

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The sky screams, 
air is thick. 
Seconds like days, 
years 'tween each tick. 

Tit for tat the raptors dance. 
Each step wounds, talons like bayonets.
Earth...

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Darkness gathers in
a raucous cloud of wings
to swell in trees, a seething mass
of movement like a maggot ball 
hung high in a canopy until all...

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See the recumbent lion,
it yawns, mouth stretched open
a wide silence – he is not tired,
just philosophically bored.

It is a yawp
as much as the startled jaw
of...

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Now I lay me down to sleep… I pray the Lord my mind to keep…
Zombies are gathered all around, trying to keep me from my...

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Earth blanketed
in plush, green, quilted fabric from which
boundless rows of life emerge.
A season of reward, given for seasons of reserve.
Woodlands. Cavernous, leaf-bound sentinels.
Refuge and shelter...

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5th Ave. was shoulder to shoulder with
hungry lunch-seeking business men
and women. Ricardo unpacked
his horn nervously and a foot cymbal.
Spring, early street season, too cold
for most...

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Long lines of vapour split blue skies asunder
Fly vengeful raptors, one thousand in number
Headlong they go, to brave death or glory
Stratosphere flight, part of war's...

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As The Eagle, Came The Wind


     As the Eagle, came the wind,

     Above the high mountain peak.	

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An advent of raptors haunts the scant gray woods
or loiters over mall roofs.
We wake to their screams as if this were high sierra,
not Ohio where...

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2015: WE ARE SURVIVORS

Enemies thought 2015 won’t be our YEAR
They opined that our progress won’t be NEAR
They said among our peers, we would be REAR
...

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