Child Bird Poems

Our tawny little bird,
old world avian is
out on a limb today.
Often seen peeking face
of angel or small child,
or demon from knotty
oval hole in our tree....

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You say you caught a miserable cold, child,
And mother won’t let you play?
“When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows”
Is just the tale for you today!

The silent...

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It’s a strange place for me -
In my sixty-fifth spring,
I find I’m up a tree,
And I don’t know a thing.

I’ve always got it wrong.
Little birdy...

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Born with a grief to the world at large
The eyes showed thirst for embrace
Little feet attached to birdcage
Lively spirit wheeled cowardly at a glance
Innocent toward...

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I felt great calmness and perfect peace. I had the feelings of a poor man who has just come under the protection of the Royal...

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Flock Plus One
Crouching among a gaggle of
dabbling Canadian geese,
a brown skinned child pushes back
long black hair,
intent on building a tidal pool
of which he can be...

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Why
Miracle Man
2/17/2024

A child questions why?
Man walks but birds always fly
and why wasp stings hurt

...

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What has landed on my head? The child asked, askance.
No one replied until a guy named Mr. Fancy Pants.
I believe it is a parakeet, and...

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Only the dead have seen the end of the war. - George Santayana

Even when I sit at my window,
Watching birds peck the sunflower seeds,
Feeling blessed...

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That big red rooster friendly was not
Each morning he chased me across the lot
Today there was three
Mom rooster and me
running with broom mom gave him...

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Everyday I go birdwatching,
I see them-
Seagulls, Geese, Humming birds-
Flutter and puff out their wings,
To soar the tinted sky-
Dancing along the clouds like small jets,
Or the...

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Imagine perching in that huge gum tree;
I would fly and see for miles,
just like that currawong that slides
between the misty air and dewy grass.

I wonder...

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All things beings sing the song of life
Be it song of joy or one of cries
If I was a fish I would sing still
Using my...

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Do you want to be a bug, bird or a boy?
The child was confused.
He wanted to be a bug, so he could be creepy.
He wanted...

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The egg I hatched from,
the being I've been fed for nine months.
The first one that hugged me with her warmth.
The first time I've been told...

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