Blackbirds Poems - Poems about Blackbirds

... BIRD WATCHERS! I’m sure you’ve sen them out in nature…with their binoculars glued to their eyes…. pointing…waving…jumping up and down as if they’re constantly surprised! They often dress alik......Read the rest...

... blackbirds … innumerable … clouds and washes of them I grin to myself - symbolism … you taught me that and more … (and less) you taught me the difference between love and lust … and Love ......Read the rest...

... The Window To My Serenity Through stained glass, into the soul of my idyllic garden, What eyes have seen your beauty, reflections in a s......Read the rest...

...Some nights I need a second glass of wine Here we are poised like vultures on a limb internal yearnings turn thin fog as we dine. My mouth stutters as it runs ahead of my confusion proximity to......Read the rest...

...Confusion hangs in the air like lanterns not yet lit I look around in a daze, as if I have gone astray memories somber, like watercolors flooded in gray, I shrink in the silence that floods the ......Read the rest...

...Weeping eyes dream, as do mine, in Satie's melancholic scene, haunted, his heartbeat, throbs in my throat, as I wait in stead, to capture, every breath of his notes, resto......Read the rest...

..."This is believed to be a version that I'd furthered a bit more," ... by Poet Sing a song of gone-byes, A pocket golden watch. Four and twenty hours Staked as top-notch. When the......Read the rest...

... An alchemical raven's gray rhapsody awakens those cynical roses who Breathe-in the ebony beams of blood-bathed sun, exhaling Cacophonies that ricochet across these truthful......Read the rest...

...Two hundred blackbirds swarmed on the grass ~ Green Chocolate Chip Mint Ice-Cream......Read the rest...

...crumbling leaves drift with wind naked branches shiver crisp scarlet, gold carpet is laid onwards misty fog fills the air masking grey gloomy skies brisk breeze blows pinecones into......Read the rest...

...The blackbird wants to sing a song. What song? A song of freedom But its fragile beak is tied. The blackbird lives on the Island. Where the Aubrey's tongue Is tonged with coal. And black v......Read the rest...

...Mother was away, plucking hens So I got my mead, in the special hip flask Sat by the fence, just by the green Time slipped along, Ken joined me there And the day was bo......Read the rest...

...In the twilight's gentle chime, The sun's pursuit of clouds allowed, The canvas painted, red and blue, Day's grasp dwindles, fading true. Willow's limbs, in lake's embrace, No tears for joy's ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, when your sparkling spirit waltzes with me to the perfumed periwinkle grooves of saffron breezes, I'm lost in a forever gaze, within those flickering ferns of a nascen......Read the rest...

...Birds do ballet out there on the grass. Gulls have come in from the sea. Blackbirds are always here, and so are crows, with jackdaws, too, and magpies. A silent ballet, nothing to hear within th......Read the rest...