Puffins Poems - Poems about Puffins

...ENOUGH! I felt deaf from the ‘noise’ of information, constantly butting, buzzing against my mantra of: “The quieter you are… the more you… hear!” At present, my lifestyle felt media manipulated......

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...million birds fly in to high cliffs of yorkshire dale puffins fish mouthfuls placed 5th in the contest......

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...The first chirp of the robin near my shut window pleaded The blackbird, song thrush, chiffchaff, and pheasant pleaded as well. The sunflowers, cornflowers, and marigolds that needed Prayed for his......

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...Been cranking out some crazy dreams of prehistoric birds in flight Six foot tall with bills like puffins looking to roost for the night One flew into a high line wire did a triple and slamme......

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...The title has been taken by kind permission of Valsa George’s “Sweet Memories” for which I thank and dedicate my poem to Valsa George for her friendship. We were lying on the sand, L......

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...is a mass hysteria induced by the sound of Indies short-tailed crickets mating, not, as conspiracy would have it, the result of a sonic weapon, a microwave attack, or malfunctioning eavesdrop......

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...I will wander like a gypsy seeking wisdom, I will find it in each little knowledge system; Each hair of beauty I'll split like a small atom, And find in them the secrets hidden like stratum... ......

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...My child has a love of poetry It is rare, for she is only nine. In her bare mind, words are potpourri floating, rhyming by stanza, by line. Holding a book ever so tightly (it relieves the raw ......

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...Puffins and Parakeets Starlings and Sparrows Hummingbirds and Hoopoes Cardinals and Cochoas Their colors flashing Songs edifying Perching and resting or airborne flying They trill......

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...My love and I we took a ride One beautiful Spring morn late May Through the winding Maine countryside We headed over Castine way We came this way times before To charming Castine town Now we ......

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...The nature whispered to me With the sweetest charm and With a delightful heart About the charms of the night sky And the gleaming of the stars That would cherish her soul to the brightest Th......

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...blindfolded he came close to the edge of the cliff that he was sure of because vertigo taunted him decision time sprung open like a grandfather watch on his knees he felt the spray of a......

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...There’s a simple explanation, for the great perpetuation, of the idea around the nations, that Santa knows everything kids do. His snow globe is a crystal, it’s not artificial, but......

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...There is a harbor, dark and still, That formed ten thousand years ago. It lies upon the western sill Of Grand Manan, in indigo. Seagulls soar above the cliffs. Puffins nest on jagged rock......

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...It was the only fine day during a week near Ullapool; a chance to launch for a sail. Out off the Summer Isles a breeze we did seek, being relieved there was no longer a gale. Then half a mile t......

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