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Bobolink Poems - Poems about Bobolink


Stranded In Bittercold Without Food Or Drink
...Stranded in bittercold without food or drink... Though the following twittering scenario quite absurd, methought diehard adherents of mine (intimation also quite far-fetched), some unnamed rea......

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Categories: bobolink, absence, adventure, animal, beauty,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Storytime
...The bed is still in disarray. A faint erotic scent exudes From the crumpled pillow. Was it only yesterday This page unfolded? Empty now this gold and decorated room Except for paper roses. A......

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Categories: bobolink, romance, sad love,
Form: Free verse



Stranded Courtesy Bittercold Without Food Or Drink
...Stranded courtesy bittercold without food or drink Dire straits necessitated yours truly to bethink outside the box (literally outdoors of squarish structured nested dwelling), where blinding ......

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Categories: bobolink, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
Nature
...Nature" is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— Nature is what we hear— The Bobolink—the Sea— Thunder—the Cricket— Nay—Nature is H......

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Categories: bobolink, 9th grade, absence,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Boundless Joy
...A Bobolink came whistling strong Proclaiming boundless joy Vicariously my soul was filled What a golden ploy Deliberately he sauntered near My heart he touched supreme All other stimuli c......

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Categories: bobolink, change,
Form: Rhyme



Dolichonyx Oryzivorus
...Dolichonyx Oryzivorus spiritus lapsae Spring has come. Redwings in marshes, declaring ownership of reeds! Rice Birds! Dolichonyx Oryzivorus! Bobolinks! Redwing cousins, hopping in t......

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Categories: bobolink, joy,
Form: Blank verse
Birds of Bliss
...She’s my woodpecker, she’s my humming bird, she’s my goat sucker, my fly catcher, my skylark, my swallow, my blue jay, my sandpiper, my blackbird, she my kestrel, my petrel, my quail, she’s my nighti......

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Categories: bobolink, bird, love, romance, sensual,
Form: Free verse
My Love Lies Bleeding (Part Ii)
...I turn and run down to the wet places where fawns remedy their thirst from the waterbrooks. Panting, I fall to my knees and gather buttercups, crowsfoots, hellebore and peonies and grind the cr......

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Categories: bobolink, death, devotion, hope, life,
Form: Free verse

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