Hooting Poems - Poems about Hooting

...A tin rain ticks between the scrabble of pigeon claws. Time drips off a shingled edge. In moments you can land years behind as just the shrunken rolling head of a whole decade. Eyes open, you w......Read the rest...

...Olivia does not shapeshift into an owl she is never not one, her hooting is real shapeshifters can separate their animal personas Olivia does not attempt it; their connection cannot be severed th......Read the rest...

... Budgie's Quote: There is a balance between the Divinity of nature, and the Divinity of spirituality. Soul of mine you have taken a shine to the beauty that resides......Read the rest...

...Daylight savings time more'n minute effect on me In 2024, daylight savings time will begin at two o'clock ante meridiem on Sunday, March tenth. That will mean losing an hour of precious sleep and ......Read the rest...

...I. Among twenty different brightly colored toys, The only moving thing Was the beak of a noisy parrot. II. I was of three family members, Like a family tree In which there is a noisy parrot......Read the rest...

...Beauty Beyond The Sunrise My muse was reading her favorite book When spotting her on a grassy nook, She is one with Mother Nature. A hooting owl scared me to death She started laughing unde......Read the rest...

...They are jeans and sweats; they are what we forget to wear when we are wearing them. Patched-up seams are sewn. Many have been scrubbed and dyed colorless, some died of poverty on the shallow p......Read the rest...

...President Clinton's Headache Monica and Bill had owls in their eyes Yet Bill fell from his perch onto what lies Both stained the White House bowels Hooting exchanges of vowels It had been wors......Read the rest...

..."A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)......Read the rest...

...Timeless lyrical, compassionate dance, a shifting effect of light and color, the glowing full moon conducts in folk tune. Indispensable distant humble stars spring a russet, sign. White unfo......Read the rest...

...Camo owl was not seen easily in the tree I sensed him there, with his brown eyes on me He made no sound, pretending he did not see The pretty fey faeries, who numbered three I finally focused m......Read the rest...

...Witch owl stirred the antique broom handle in a slow steady way The cauldron’s energy turned from gray and orange to green that day. The concoction is almost ready she told the bats from West Avenu......Read the rest...

...Au revoir oh perilous freedom... Since pledging my troth to the missus July 25th, 1996 after the comma error punctuated mein kampf with disequilibrium. Ever since the notions of life, liber......Read the rest...

...I once could enjoy the songs of the ocean The beautiful sounds of nature Moving across the blue waters But now i can only enjoy the breeze That moves on my skin by the shore I once could liste......Read the rest...

...Land sakes alive what you been into child. The sun is hot but the wind is mild. My nose itches, Someone’s coming with a hole in their britches. Haven’t seen you in a coon’s age. A hooting and......Read the rest...