Home Robin Poems

In the brisk embrace of dawn, a robin toils—
A flutter of wings, a rustle of life reborn,
She dances on the breeze, her beak a weaver's...

Read More

Pink Robin
By Michelle Morris
11/09/2023

Pink Robin, Pink Robin 
Dressed so beautifully
Pink Robin, Pink Robin
Love and light and sweetness 

So shy in your mating rituals
Your pink chest...

Read More

And the beanstalk fell and the giant as well
And the giant lay there dead
I swear to you I thought it true
It seems I was misled...

Read More

A busy Robin
Flying to and fore
With twigs and straw
Is very busy 
Passes the patio door
So she went outside
Curious she searched
Outside to see why
She discovered why
A...

Read More

Oh Robin! I wish I could tell how much I love thee
Small fluffy and beautiful, you bestow much joy to me
Mesmerized I listen your melodic...

Read More

In Days of Robin Hood

In days of yore,
In days of Robin Hood,
A merry band of outlaws
Rambled throughout Sherwood forest
(Home of the Major Oak,
North of Windsor...

Read More

When I was just a young girl, long ago,
     for me, the grand debut of spring became
my special mission in the...

Read More

i hear you daybreak
do you flutter to each home ~
cochlea visits

1/22/2021...

Read More

As Robin loved Sherwood, 
we reached at dawn and remained till nightfall with you 
and we loved 

you and went home 
only to come to...

Read More

Mrs. Robin, busy as a bee
  visits my home's skylight annually
She builds a nest there carefully
  her private retreat, only I can see

She...

Read More

I understand that we’ve just met,
I understand that we don’t quite know each other yet,
I understand that you’re not alone,
And that you have a place...

Read More

It was just a small bird.
A traveler on a journey to...somewhere...

It perched on my garage roof;
watched my kitchen window for the longest time.

A feathery "sentry",...

Read More

brown robin flies home
my wind chime announces her
lovely gentle breeze...

Read More

Vandyke oak tree, burgundy’s of Vandyke reds, 
browns and gold’s; painted canvas in the sky; 
a tower of crispy colors.

When you shed for winter, your...

Read More

Robin Hood,
Has clearly changed with the times
Giving in to the rich
As they steal the poor blind

Doesn't much care
How today's money is spent
With his dead end...

Read More