Pigeons Poems - Poems about Pigeons

... Spring with full bright blossoms in cheers or zing. Dulcet sunshine never turning scorcher. Pigeons flutter in frolic to fling. Colourful flow......Read the rest...

...Central Park pigeons were concerned about Walter M. Leed. He usually brought them seed, nuts, and other wonderful feed. They conversed among themselves and formed a delegation. Flew to his house, ......Read the rest...

...No gondolas are gliding under bridges, it's a lagoon without classic songs; pigeons are huddled and do not coo, they're frightened by the murky blue! Carlo sings some lovely Neapolitan song......Read the rest...

...The throne of the crow Dominates their subjects below Scanning each plot of sow For the murders they can overthrow. The two withered branches from the tallest trees Seat the crow and its eyes ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well, it’s coming again, my poet friends- A hint and then a wide burst of buds. It’s that fling of spring thing, Coming fast, hitting hard and smelling good. A mas......Read the rest...

... "Nature is a joy in spring with fresh life and a wonder at other seasons. The myriad animate and inanimate forms living in nature surprise and delight us. The sight of little creatures taking care ......Read the rest...

... He claimed the highest perch in the breeding loft and was, by far, the biggest pigeon in the flock. I named him Hector. A thick, puffed up ball of red feathers and testosterone made him st......Read the rest...

...Surrounded by tranquil turquoise waters, Guarded on sides by oceans three, In the east by the Pacific, On the south by the Celebes Sea, And on the west by the south China Sea, There......Read the rest...

...Everyday I go birdwatching, I see them- Seagulls, Geese, Humming birds- Flutter and puff out their wings, To soar the tinted sky- Dancing along the clouds like small jets, Or the carefree glide......Read the rest...

...There is a brown-bodied bird with a dark head, known as the Hawaiian Crow, and they are the most prevalent species of birds. There are the Java Sparrows, and they are gray and black fe......Read the rest...

...I used to be a poet Now I ain’t I could rhyme then But now I cain’t I sit, an idle artist Without paint Beneath the flecking statue Of a faded saint The pigeons eye me sadly As I sit Devo......Read the rest...

...I’ve never seen a baby pigeon And I’d be impressed If anyone could show me one, All cozy in its nest. Their homes are likely hidden In locations out of sight, Perhaps unreachable to all Who ......Read the rest...

... I must admit I like pigeons cooing, while seeds for them I am strewing; I adore their pretty feather hues, the shades of green, purple and blues; I love how they bob their heads ......Read the rest...

...I stand alone and gaze upon the field full of crosses, In silence, with an empty soul, I think of the days that have passed, My pockets are full of sad thoughts, like faithful dogs, I stand alone ......Read the rest...

...Red shingled roofs rise and sink, slickly buoyant with new showers. Cars drive behind cloud-skyscrapers. The park is soggy with small dogs, colorful umbrellas are set aside beside paddling pig......Read the rest...