Buzzard Poems - Poems about Buzzard

... a remnant stands oak tree struck by lightning.... buzzard roost by night ......Read More

... "White Noise and the Mother Load of Dark Matter" underneath the static what exists is never seen nor heard for what it truly is the eyes and mind retaliate in ......Read More

...If I were reincarnated, I’d want to come back a buzzard. Nothing hated him or envies him or wants him or needs him. He is never bothered or in danger, and he can eat anything. ......Read More

...The elderly root went a court’n today I saw him with a heart, as he went on his way I wondered who he was going to try to seduce. Could it be the old Tony Twins? They were way out of juice. He ......Read More

...He’s judged and condemned to take the saddle, yet, still fighting without surrender, while we slip the bit between his jaws. This, and ducking feet in dubble time while lashing the gear to his bac......Read More

... Three old friends, for the first time in years, were enjoying a meal, discussing with zeal, the present, not delving into past faults and fears They had all found success, joy, and peace. The......Read More

... Nature watches Nature waits Nature wants you to grow. For you, right now nature relates The mist rises in the morning Burning into the blue by the heat from the sun The beautiful morning li......Read More

...When I stopped Dancing (new edit, 2022) I stopped dancing first when the screeching screaming voice, cut into my small, happy, care-free body like a sharp knife cuts into warm butter, t......Read More

...The pummelled margins pulsed with steady sway as reeds resisted swell. These shards in gilt refracted dying light from summer sun. Beneath their shafts a clotted mass of spawn like slobber wobbl......Read More

...The buzzard now puzzles the carcass on the road Holding the Divine Discernment for life in beak Is that a Christian or black brother in distress It sure looks tasty on the barren desert menu E......Read More

...Buzzard drifting high among the clouds Little effort, it seems, propelling him in circles Wondering what he can see far below I’ve always been told something has died~~ A plausible ex......Read More

...lone buzzard drifting along steady wind currents locates fresh roadkill written August 22, 2021......Read More

... "Bedouin" I stand here holding time in my hands for you yet you remain hidden watching black sands on closing air bedouin messages written in code invi......Read More

... I watch the buzzard soar Not a wing beat for a mile or more Majestic in natural flight A call that owns the skies A carrion hunter it’s true Living on a knife edge unlike me and you Eac......Read More

...without space to run the buzzard will not even attempt to fly a bat cannot take off from a level space the bumblebee doesn't see the open space at the top headstrong it concentrates on the bo......Read More