Best Robins Poems
Gleefully you and I smile from a scenic window on life
Enchanted by nightfall befriending quixotic autumn sky
Embossing crimson brushstrokes on vermilion arc
Akin to a painting in classical style of renaissance art
Parading in front of our eyes on a thrilling train ride,
When orange glow of sinking sunset playfully smiles back,
As we savor shrimp-creole with red wine in the dining car
And train-tracks beneath us rhythmically clickety-clack
Negotiating the panoramic curves befitting forested lands
Announcing the mighty reach of whistling train-horn,
When the half-moon above peeks through twinkling stars.
Balancing gingerly footsteps we jaunt back to our roomette
Settling in on narrow bunk beds in a tiny modest space
Marveling the red, brown, golden foliage trickling outside
Falling on multi-color motif carpeting the misty grounds,
As engine screeches intermittently, braking, slowing down,
Screaming loud whistle-calls, approaching station stops.
We endeavor to sleep until dreams invoke beauteous dawn
Awakening to thick white clouds of dense morning fog
Slowly giving way to glorious sun-rays piercing the forest,
Where cheerful robins dance upon a long leafless branch
Welcoming marigold sunrise on the horizon’s blue path
As you and I reminisce in the whispering night of romance.
October 24, 2019
HM: Strand special by Brian Strand
From Atlanta to Washington DC on an overnight train
baby robins song
enjoying first solo flight
tracking mamas path
When velvet robins dive at night,
to herald new spring’s lit premiere
a chorus drools upon the lake;
enchanting waves to bounce along
and near a harbor, jasmines twirl
from lively notes of birds' refrain...
music pealing for spring's debut!
Jesse Rowe's One Stanza Contest
A flock of robins land
Devour all the worms
Eat the oak's acorns small
And swiftly disappear
Come again as spring enthralls
A flock of robins land
Upon the green front lawn
Trees suddenly revive
Green leaves slowly emerge
Nature begins to thrive
A flock of robins land
Soon dogwoods' blossoms white
Open at crack of dawn
It unfolds 'fore my eyes
Deers deliver those fawns
A flock of robins land
Their melodic songs touch
Upon frost-kissed cold grass
Symphony of joy on earth
Vibrant red breast contrast
The flock of robin's returned
just as snow was beginning to melt
but weather did a drastic change
a new storm was about to brew
would these birds know what to do
as the snow started gently
it began to blow and drift
the winds became strong
the birds stayed close to the ground
as the snow quickly built mounds
the birds nestled in from the wind
our little feathered friends survived
the late snow storm of spring
luckily melting was swift
as the robin's welcomed in spring.
Red Robins...
Paint the yard...
Spring soon follows...
Ellip
raucous red robins
rocking, rolling, ring refrain ~
redwood ricochet
2/26/23
Contest: Alliterku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
red breasted robins
painted the front yard with color....
spring's warmth soon follows
As April's warmth embraced
Bushes began to bloom
It was the strangest thing
Soft melodies would sound
A dead bush that could sing
As April's warmth embraced
A bush no green would know
But hidden midst her wood
Wee nest on breast so bare
Springtime love understood
As April's warmth embraced
Guests wanted bush their own
Yet whence the noises came
They never sought to learn
The bush was gaining fame
As April's warmth embraced
The secret was revealed
As robins and their three
Flew from the bush in May
To sing Spring's jubilee
APRIL FLOWERS
April 21, 2022
for All April in Montecielle Poetry Contest
by Andrea Dietrich
HowManySyllables.com
Rhymezone
Two robins made a nest in my garage~
delusional sanctuary mirage,
looking for safety, nurture
in a house with a lurcher,
an aviary of bird poop potage
4/6/22
Poetry soup: syllable counter
the earth wakes up to
soothing early morning rhythms~
songs of asian koel
black beauty bestows
rising notes and rhythmic tunes~
to musician birds
robins and thrushes
then join the team to begin~
sublime dawn chorus
Asian koel, robins and thrushes
August 14 2021
For the contest ' song birds' by Tania kitchin
robins flying south
detour to stop in wet yards--
a quick meal and bath
© cgh nov 2011 for Deb’s contest
You don’t see many grasshoppers
Around here, but there’s one nearby
And just this morning
I dreamt a praying mantis
Came in my bedroom window
Perhaps I need divine intervention
Of an insect kind
Robins are laughing
In the autumn morning sunlight
As they gambol
From tree to bush and back again
A gust of wind
Blows crackly yellowed leaves
In my direction
And the pussywillows
Wands of benediction
Bless birds and berries
And hopefully, me
When I die
I hope I will know peace
And that the gates of heaven
Will look like the entrance
To my beloved woods
Or these gardens
The robins hung their nest up high with such anticipation,
for a world dominated by little birds was their determination.
But when the hawk came calling, knocking on their door
they squawked like the raven...saying only nevermore.
By: Jessica Thompson
Date:8/18/2021
singin' in the rain
Springs all-you-can-eat buffet
earthworm bill-of-fare