Grackle Poems - Poems about Grackle

...Cackle grackle tee hee hee How much more annoying can a weird laugh be? You have not met my twin or me apparently. Our silent twin laugh could lobotomize thee......Read the rest...

...We are making hot chocolate the witch twins lied. I could not see exactly what the cauldron had inside. But I suspected they were not giving us the whole truth. They are diabolical, Mrs. Hootie Be......Read the rest...

...Coming from within a rising hedge Of voluptuous white oleander – I sensed a turmoil; one writhe Seduced better than before And within the naked boughs Of some palo verde – in a rustle......Read the rest...

...Low dust clouds bristled In the sky but I did not see; A lone grackle whistled A warning I did not perceive. The world would not cease turning In its cruel mockery. I sat upon a rock......Read the rest...

...Bird of the Badlands Who is a Russell? And what can he be? A Crow, a Grackle, or Brewer's like me. Is he a Raven, a Warbler, or Dat? All the same color, but don't wear a hat. I......Read the rest...

...Birds flock her way, chasing Debbie all over town Parakeets, gold finch, cardinals, wrens lightly brown. She has no idea why. Maybe because she does not put them down? I wish you could give some t......Read the rest...

...Here in my suburban acre of Ohio; I feel the generations, the hungarians, the irish and germans, the dutch, the blacks, the shawnee. We are not a melting pot, we are birds and critters brought h......Read the rest...

...grackle torments mom police come by ask about boom dad hides in closet......Read the rest...

...This morning it’s enough to sit by the sea Playing my fingers across the crest of the waves And watch the sun blossom over the tops of the trees To simply feel the breeze whisp past my tender ch......Read the rest...

...The van idles: inside its cage she hops like a grackle from dashboard to counter. Lady seer, shuffling the motley, the significant and trivia. Not 'all seeing', a Cassandra nevertheless, reve......Read the rest...

...Here in my rented acre of Ohio; I feel the generations, the hungarians, the irish and germans, the dutch, the blacks, the shawnee. We are not a melting pot, we are birds and critters brought her......Read the rest...

...The songs of birds can be heard send a message without a word. Skeptics say they're just sound others find them quite profound. A peaceful call to nature's mind from winged friends of every kind......Read the rest...

...Messianic Zeal Of This Good Humored Punster... Without making a twit tarring buffoon, sans unshackle irrepressible bone a fide funny reaction, or appearing the foolish spectacle of myself, ......Read the rest...

...We wait for tickets on a bench, Free Shakespeare time, in Central Park. The local sparrows hope to wrench Some crumbs, so they are on their mark. The word gets out and so they flock, A grackl......Read the rest...

...A flood of grackles, black-leafing the tree who seem to’ve forgot that its not Winter; it’s Spring and everything is about to flower. Eva says they are starling and they may be. She says t......Read the rest...