Lonely Owl Poems

Every night, the Owl look at the sky and sees the Moon 
the moon seem lonely and sad
She feels symphaty for the moon
over the time...

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Eerie whispers in the night,
Dread fills the air, a chilling fright.
Ghosts of the past, they take their toll,
Apparitions that haunt the lonely soul.
Raven cries out,...

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The whoosh of the wild winter wind
wrapped me within swift swishing swirls
whipping me on till there it stood,
a lonely cabin in the wood.

The shrill shriek...

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The wise old owl said,                    ...

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white owl flies low over snow to her hide,
from there she watches the snow melt each day,
holed in an old tree near barn by road...

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Sweet serenity soars too
Kangaroos and owls perch together
You say I’m a cloud in the sky, drifting away
Lonely as a hawk and injured as a crow
I...

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A owl cawing flew
Over lake in midnight blue
By pond spirit waits...

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As I make my way through another day
I pray the good Lord brings
A wonderful woman my way
Always on the prowl 
Like a midnight owl
I'm no...

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I know so well the warmth of cold moonlight,
For night is home to all keen thought, blissfully unmaligned.
Helios holds no sway with me, his journey...

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I often wonder where you go
wise sentinel, who somehow knows
that days grow long,  time sways and bends. 
You stay awhile, become our friend
Then off...

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Hoo H'hoo's!  Hoo H'hoo's!
My nocturnal catch in the bacyard has been a feast 
One good hold and the rodent is put to rest
With unwarranted...

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I'm the darkest creature of the night, watching over marshes; 
crickets fear me, making themselves invisible in grasslands. 
I am harmless, merely an owl courting...

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moon washed fields of spring
from atop some distant copse
lonely plaintive cry...

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I often wonder where you go
wise sentinel, who knows somehow
that days grow long,  time sways and bends. 
You stay awhile, become our friend
Then off...

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I heard the owl call my name,
like a backbeat in a child's voice,
etched in shadows of a father's grave,

lonely echoes on a frosted night...

at dawn...

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