Bobolink Poems - Poems about Bobolink

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

... ------------ So- Nature- a Friend to Me.., A Breath- a Smile- a Precious Seed... Without Rhyme- Nor Reason- I Can't Explain... I Laugh- I Forge- I Plant a Seed... A Sympho......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

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

...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......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...