Birding Poems - Poems about Birding

...when out birding, woodpeckers are one of my favorite finds in Kentucky, where i live there are seven different kinds the smallest is the Downy and they seem to like my suet feeders best I always......

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...A seagull and anhinga sit On logs next to the pier, Perhaps preparing for a meal, For fish are likely here. They do a little grooming, but They mostly seem to sit, Though the anhinga opens up......

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...Twisting, turning, swooping, SWIRLING Starlings just before dusk Forms patterned cloud ILLUSION Coming together as single Thousand minds as one Act in an instant Who trains them all? Who le......

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...Today I will see my brother, for he is not like any other. Food and tarot cards are his pleasures, comic books and poetry remain his treasures. Birding and fishing we do for fun, walking is ......

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..."The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few, both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement" Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate, suddenly came upon an ivy-......

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...Birds have started chirping Sun is just about to set Squirrel is squeaking as it scampers on branches of flame tree Bees are buzzing Crows can be heard saying caw, caw Eagle flies with a scr......

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...Spare a minute to know about those perky creatures and their special features Lifers, twitcher, tertial and lores are nothing but the birding terms Introduce, birding to the children, As tha......

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...A birder in search of a bird Just slipped on a buffalo turd Sharp as a tack Flat on his back He learned not to follow the herd!......

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... 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 ......

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...It had indeed promised to be a fruitful journey For we had being brought together by a blue ferry I had known the birding would be huge but it I will carry So beautiful it was as we had set off to......

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...The poem requires a mind that finds meaning, even divination, in language. Non-fiction, up to academic standards, demands evidence. Nothing less will do. Most of us read fiction and this need......

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...Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken sp......

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...A warbler flits just out of sight High up in the trees His vocal song comes raining down But still I cannot see He gives me but the shortest glimpse Behind the curtained leaves Whilst singing here a......

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...We are two….. your hands two nervous birds nesting in mine my chest ......

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