Mom Bird Poems

It’s 5am here and 2am there
I’m up with the blue birds
Pulling the word worms from my mind
Wiggling out seeking the soil 
We all want to...

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A favorite memory of her grandma began before she could even say a word…
In her Grandma’s backyard, sitting on her lap…tossing seeds out for the...

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Counted among the congregants, the geese
flying by, two by two, at sunrise. Guitar
combines nicely with a heavenly voice.
Behind me the couple makes the Spirit flow.
Their...

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The group of brown headed cowbirds I hope is migratory
I really don't want them staying in my yard
They are parasitic and can be devastating for...

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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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"I wonder if the birds catch cold?
Bet they never do!
Bet their mamas never scold
'N' say, 'You'll get the flu.'

The birds go swimmin' when they please--
'Specially...

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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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Open beaks are waiting 
for mom to drop one in
On a high and sturdy tree 
a nest, full of baby birds 
Spring is humming... ...

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Thanksgiving gobbledygook

The following anecdote baste
upon overactive imagination of mine
in sync with being married
and monogamously living socially chaste
life as a scrupulous anchorite,
whose weather beaten corporeal flesh
plus...

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mom fed baby birds
      pushed out of the nest by mom
they must learn to fly...

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A snow-splattered,
cheerful red house.
Pine, sparkling white.
A snowman gladly,
proud and robust,
wears red-trimmed black hat,
a long green plaid scarf.
Buttons almost popping
off his pronounced belly.
His arms branch out
as...

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OUR LITTLE BIRD

From the moment she could toddle in the grass…before she said one word…
she would stand in her front yard and point up at...

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The inquisitive girl said to her mom, Janet
‘The earth is hollow and not made of granite
Because I see herds	
Of hopping mad birds
Pecking at the ground...

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robin mother nest
on the corner of my house
two baby birds rest

quietly chirping
daddy-bird comes to release
 the mom gets some food

7/11/23
Written words by James Edward Lee...

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