Owls Poems - Poems about Owls

...Wisdom comes with age? Well, at least that's what they say. But what do they know?......Read the rest...

...Soon the forest would reveal its dark secret Poems are written. Music is composed. Ballets are staged. In enacting suspense-filled plays, each creature is engaged. Mysteries, like petals of blos......Read the rest...

...The girl and her smile straddle the rainbow neon hair the fluid cascades of northern lights seafoam cloak the ripples outgrown by the shore she adores the breeze adorned with gems emeralds fly fr......Read the rest...

...An evening breeze tickles the leaves on trees; and an ancient oak tree creeks, sighs, and heaves. As silhouettes merge, they soon disappear, and the owls and bats advance their premiere.......Read the rest...

...A deeper silence diffuses rapidly around Nature waiting for its awakening, a shine less, discontent and wandering star gleams with a scarcely light so murky and feeble; then dissipates itself in ......Read the rest...

...Owls fly back toward the dark. I hear the phantom tread of first light, the tramp and scurry of predators and prey passing, this way and that through the in-between. Those who watch from the......Read the rest...

... Written: March 30, 2024 For Ink Empress Ethereal Lantern Contest Quote By Rumi: “The lamps are different, but the Light is the same. One matter, one energy, one Light, one Light-m......Read the rest...

...n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night. This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.......Read the rest...

...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...

...Old beds reinvent themselves, as archived hammocks for the distilling of sweat and foam. Sprung mattress’ sag like spavined camels, or twist days and nights together into sheets stuffed with m......Read the rest...

... Someone decided to give me some advice on the art of writing the other day. He told me that I should only write about things I know. But I’ve lived an uneventful life. I found my soul mate at the r......Read the rest...

...Feet of barest integument Bounding, chasing infinite woods, primal Unscathed by this immaculate earth Swallowed by puddles seeping through my spirit Overflowing, casting majesty, and so I ruminat......Read the rest...

...The green grass sways While the melody from the lone piper plays And the crickets and the owls patiently wait For the intro to their stanza by the old creaky gate The blue summer skies reach......Read the rest...

...he is packing food for winter each kernel might make the difference between surviving the Iowa winter and not some say owls are wise they have nothing on squirrels he begins his climb to his nes......Read the rest...

...Night filters sight and sound into separate caves of awareness, Owls and nightjar's duet in different tunnels of time. For generations the forest has gathered here, it has its own language, ......Read the rest...