Hawk Poems - Poems about Hawk

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Near the yard, I heard the mother bird's loud cluck, A signal to pull a sly trick on the hick. Yuck! Her chicks all ran wild and scampered amok, Scattered by the bumpkin swinging a big stick. The dispersed chicks drew a cast of circling hawks, That were happy to see meals within their grasp....

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I can’t rid of the bags under my eyes The crowfeet despise, all were lies, Conjured was an illusion of you Throughout my groping confusion evasive, flimsy A-m-o-r-p-h-i-c, innuendos I was subjected to your derision dissing me relentlessly deriding my appearance, disparaging my intellect as I stumbled and fell into the abyss Mocking doesn’t suit my countenance My lips desert dry, thirsty, parched An amazon...

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Morning hawk tears through the land like a lightning bolt direct and true. Morning hawk screeches like thunder her voice echoing in the canyons. Morning hawk finds a higher perch her eyes sharp and her wings readied. Morning hawk feels strange in the light— no one sees her, no one seeks her. Mourning hawk watches the light leave the...

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hawk flies over my head he is traveling low I glance up and see him land on a tree limb he is a beauty, tan and white gone before I can snap a photo I am glad I am a heavyweight can you imagine being picked up by those talons?...

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Hawk Tuah, Flock Tuah, Struggles of dating a babe, she treating me like a slave, intimacy is what I crave. Stupid girl, Stupid me, Why do I get fried just so I don't remember I cried....

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This day-shine has a wine glass for every atom. A great pond of light floods a crystalline skyscape. Here in a wind-turned clarity glints of a lantern-etched lucidity take substance and form. Clearly, only elemental spirits could have conjured such, with their innate power to engrave the invisible. Looking back, I see, stamped into feature, a flight, a bolt of breathing, hawkish tinder. Over my...

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White Thunder Hawk is her native name She rides her horse across the plains Her favorite spot is sacred ground She will pray with faith on holy mound Just before the sun will rise See the red fire in her eyes A symphony of nature is moved By her heart her soul her truth There’s a bear bathing nearby She isn’t worried...

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I'm riding and flying into dimensions beyond the 3rd, Sweet melodies and harmonies of rhythmic words. They speak melodiously and deeply to my soul. I'm riding and flying; I'm losing control. No seatbelt to buckle into or even think of, But I'm safe and feeling free, flying like a dove. Above all pain 'cause Trane, Bird, and Hawk are soulfully saxing, Sweet,...

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The hawk circled, watching below at all the activity happening He focused on each person, as he would prey But, instead he was just observing, listening, learning He went to the wise owl and reported his observations and instincts As he flew across the landscape, he could see things far and close He could see the present and the past A...

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hawk catching, tearing, soaring, swooping, fishing howling, braying, keening stealthy, loyal wolf...

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Hika Bay Silent hawks appear outside our window two,then four,now six form a floating dimond A kettle of hawks roam high on ancient air sent by first peoples to remind us We dont own these wonders they belong to Hika Bay we are just the latest interlopers Frozen in place in the sky the gray sky before the rain comes PJB...

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A red-tailed hawk soars in an azure sky, Majestically gliding - oh so high! Is it any wonder he inspires such awe In those who study education and law?...

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Talk about strutting your tail-feathers, and using your assets to get what you want, when calling card is no gambit or bluff to flaunt- In the crimson sky, read taled, "Glinted Eye", air siren wails like a little Banshee crossed with Harpy Eagle getting squirrely-with drifting, chasing a pantry, sifting. Shifting winds Wings outstretched, a...

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Currents of air And there A Hawk Wings spread So wide you saw the space Between its furtherest feathers As it rode upon The face of God, Tatooed upon His Breath. And I was lifted too, My spirit rising From a sleepy Death; As moments of this life Sometimes become. ...

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