Short Cheeps Poems
Short Cheeps Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cheeps by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cheeps by length and keyword.
I
Siblings stolen
Why list the nations ills ...
Bring Chicken Little home
II
Kuiken has cage during light
Twilight cheeps, louder -- plaintive --
Back in box, quietest baby
Eat me as cheeps
Boil me as food
Either green or yellow
I grow every where
Green when unripe
Yellow when ripe
I give you suckers for the
Future
Give me nine months
I give you
Fruits yes fruits
Plenty of it
Some to sell
Some to eat.
Feckless forest faeries faintly frolicking for fiddling foundlings.
Morose mortals merrily mixing meager mushroom munchies
Fantastical fey forever feeds frenzied fevers following forest firs
Chattanooga chirps, cheeps, chattering chipmunks, chewing crunchies.
unhurried buffalo sits in a corner of the prairie
watching things happen in slow intervals
hearing birds' tweets, cheeps, screeches and whistles
enjoying the sun warming his back,
recognizing nature's beauty in a soulful way
understanding the season and the climate
thanks to God's gift to him of many observant years
"In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous." Aristotle
Sweet
Singing
Chirping bird,
Chant notes with grace,
Whistle blissful tunes,
Whisper those short high cheeps,
Twitter those thin tender tweets,
Twist my moments of silent tears
Cover other notes so duff and dull
Coz someday, boys and girls might sing your voice.
The birdsong’s interrupted by
The lawn machine next door.
I cannot hear the tweets and trills
Above the mower’s roar.
An airplane flies by overhead;
The garbage truck makes beeps,
But suddenly, the man-made noises
Cease and there are cheeps.
Though sounds of nature coexist
With man’s cacophony,
Cessation of the latter
Brings a stillness sweet to me.
How could those little wing,
Endure such a force,
Of the merciless rain,
Beating with stone drops coarse.
How could those little feathers,
Endure the heavy weight,
Of the drops so heavy,
As one by one peace they await.
How could those little birds,
Endure such hardships,
And yet with such happiness,
Give those uplifting chirps and cheeps?
07/03/2020
Fresh blossoms of trees and shrubs
Tender blooms of vine creepers
Meek buds developing into flowers
Glistening leaves’ swaying whispers
Glorious displays of emerald runners
Liberal scatterings of dynamic colors
Soft touches of crisp gusts
Reflective bouquets of dreamy fragrance
Enthusiastic cheeps of song birds
Mother Nature’s embellishments of spring air
To watch the birds is pure delight
While at the feeder or in flight.
They poke and peck to get their seeds,
Providing peace my spirit needs.
Their cheeps and chirps imbue the air
With melody they’re meant to share
With fellow feathered-friends they greet,
Much like our human type of tweet.
How fortunate I feel that I
Can sit and let the hours go by
While watching birds to pass the time
And twittering my thoughts in rhyme.
Cypress haven
Out echoes of the hollow
Creatures of the night
Hoot of Great Horned Owl
Cheeps and chirps shadowed
Seem to follow
Maybe, saw grass yips
Puppies upon the prowl
Sunken moss covered fallen
Echoes reaching further out of hollow
Black cubs fuzzy
First words loud into growl
Or whiny songs
Crying baby swallow
Bullfrog warts
Balloon chin bellows
Maestro amidst the moonlight
Conducting within the wallow
Woodland tenant choirs
As Mother Nature echoes through the hollow
Spring brings the red-breasted robins
To fill the early morning hours
With their cheery chirrs that beckon
The sun to waken the flowers.
Dewy heads of dandelions
Are first to stir from nighttime sleep
Like little yellow rising suns;
And from the trees in nests are cheeps
From newly hatched robin fledglings.
On the dew-covered grass below
A parent thrush struggles, tugging
At a worm lodged in its dark hole
While silent shadows fade away
And springtime births another day.