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The Escape of the Oriole - Concluded

As Martin gazed at the woman, he believed her to be a nymph.
The pipes continued with their haunting melody. 
"I’d never thought such exotic places existed…”
 
"It must be a special day for you." She smiled. 
It was as if a flower suddenly blossomed out 
Or a nestling had stretched its wings 
And embarked on

Categories: oriole, bird, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

The Golden Oriole Found - A Fantasy Story

Martin came to a cleft in the rocks
The oriole must have gone this way
It was narrow and curving
A sudden turn, and everything seemed to change.
Shrill, reedy music of pipes filled the heavy air,
A smell of musk of goats and their dung. 
Invisible cicadas sustained the piper's lament.

Suddenly, he found himself in front of a small

Categories: oriole, bird, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

The Golden Oriole

On his twenty-fifth birthday, elated 
He decided to go hunting.
He let the fresh air of the early morning
On the slope of a wooded hill, fill his lungs.
A small vale stretched beneath him, 
Whilst behind the trees rose a small sheer cliff. 

That was where he saw the golden oriole.
 
It was a beautiful specimen, all

Categories: oriole, bird, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

The Baltimore Oriole


He crashed against my glass 
stunned into silence 
he lay in shock, poor thing

I placed him in a lined box 
wrapped in soft bamboo  
he rested and recouped 

Two hours later 
I found him standing 
at the edge, waiting 

We made eye contact 
I took a photo, 
then he flew away 

Boy ! he

Categories: oriole, appreciation, bird,
Form: Free verse

Dan's Favorite Birds - 4 of 10 - Baltimore Oriole

The Baltimore oriole sports an orange coat,
But I haven't seen one; to L.A., they're remote.
Their rich whistling song is a sweet herald of spring.
Ones like Frank Robinson have a great home run swing.

Categories: oriole, bird, fun, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Oriole Song Bird

 

I heard a rich whistling sing-song echoing from the trees
rising and falling and flashes of bright orange color
the bird was sturdy with a thick neck and long legs
he had a very sharp pointed bill and a black hooded head
and his body was a bright orange, his tail feathers long
he was medium in size, bigger

Categories: oriole, bird,
Form: Verse

Baltimore Oriole

We both reach for a camera
both forget to click on the image
as a flight of rainbows takes wing.

Tangerine buds bloom into a sherbet fountain.
Orange and black ride a ray of sunlight.

“Phew, did you catch it?”
“No I got nuked by the moment!”

“Yes, better that way.” she replied thoughtfully.

Categories: oriole, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Baltimore Oriole

whistler of orchard 
sweet flute chirp weaves vivid plume ~
of haunting cadence

Categories: oriole, art, beautiful, beauty, birth,
Form: Haiku

Ode To An Oriole

Looking like a corvid in a Hi-Viz vest
you fleeting soul, you only feed and fly.
You're rarely seen to say hello
and never seen to say good-bye.

What distance you have travelled to arrive here
determined as you are to journey on,
A sub-saharan visitor with food supply in mind
But fickle as you are, you vanish when it's gone.

Categories: oriole, bird,
Form: Blank verse

The Profile of Birds

The Profiles of Birds

High growth and thick foliage
in an enclosure opposite our garden
invited the golden orioles to stay on;
often they perch on a bo tree or an old banyan
sometimes chasing the irritant house crows
sometimes coming close to us for a short stay
soon to fly away.
As the summer through rains was evaporating
I found them often absenting;
the

Categories: oriole, beauty, bird, mystery,
Form: Verse

Baltimore Oriole

We both reach
for a camera,
but forget
as the moment takes wing.

Tangerine buds bloom
into a sherbet fountain.
An orange and black dartle
of downy sunshine.

Hearts abeyant,
our perception hangs
from each ribbon of light.

Categories: oriole, poetry,
Form: Blank verse

I Am a Fat Oriole

I am a fat oriole from Baltimore
With baseball cap and baseball mitt
I became a star cause well I could really hit
Made my money, to build my nest
Never grew up, cause I was born with good luck
I am a big fat Oriole I say to you
Now I am retired
So I sit in by chair
Eating my Oreos,

Categories: oriole, baseball, funny, humorous,
Form: Light Verse

My Oriole Friend

My Oriole Friend

Spring burst out on its greens so early in the year
The orange of the oriole surprised me, so bold
Pecking on my window, prancing on the sill
This is a busy caller, some urgent message to convey.
I approached my guest, treading gently on the deck
Sat on the bench and uttered a timid welcome.
He tapped back

Categories: oriole, allegory, beautiful, bird, creation,
Form: Free verse