Birders Poems - Poems about Birders

...The trees were filled with herons On a branch or in a nest. To see the babies being fed And squawking was the best. Some other birds were sitting On a batch of eggs, bright blue, While alliga......Read the rest...

...As soon as vandals sliced his cage, The owl took his leave, Escaping into Central Park, Quite easy to achieve. His name is Flaco and he is Magnificent to see, As birders post their sightings ......Read the rest...

...soul submerged in sand tilted wing in memory seagull waves good-bye footnote: What's the difference between a gull and a seagull? People who say “seagull,” we assure each other, are wron......Read the rest...

...For a few weeks they descend upon central park greens to refresh and feed after a long northbound journey flying through thousands of gray and blue miles arriving in feathered shawls in every colo......Read the rest...

...the birders of the world are crying ~ no fowl ***......Read the rest...

...CHRISTMAS MOURNING O mourning beast of Christmas steals three days. The wife bakes joy with kids beside her skirt. A man, mails cards just down the street, agaze. The oven shield......Read the rest...

...My colleagues who were birders Could identify the sound And name the breed of every bird Whose chirping was around. It didn't matter if they saw One feather on its back, The tweets and twitt......Read the rest...

...With the river finally free the birders in their migration collect along the shore lost loves and memories as not a duck is to be seen not knowing better it would seem that spring is missing ......Read the rest...

... HAIKU & TWO SENRYU ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ white sky... low the clouds winter... stuck in a drift again spring... where are you... ~~~ the bobbin dipper flies below our secret rivers ......Read the rest...

...Burrowing Owls are found in open, dry grasslands, agricultural and range lands, and desert habitats often associated with burrowing animals, particularly prairie dogs, ground squirrels and badgers. ......Read the rest...

...Dusk at the Great Swamp* in early Spring Applauding at the curve of twilight you’ll hear them: tree frogs. Bending, feigning one way then the other, Greek dancers: trees. Concentrati......Read the rest...

...Friends go on safaris To observe life in the wild. Here in New York City, All the wildlife’s fairly mild. But yesterday I had a thrill To vanquish any scowl For, hidden in a leafy tree, There sat a ......Read the rest...

...Seven birders in a huff Trying to tell if it's brown or buff The bird's feathers are all afluff Seven birders in a hufff Six birders in a van Scouring, searching all the land For a bird so small and......Read the rest...