Short Cooing Poems
Short Cooing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cooing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cooing by length and keyword.
The crescent moon is humming soft
like cooing turtle doves
how I wish that I could climb the loft
and be with you my love
Awakened too soon,
Darkness of the peaceful dawn,
Frissons of cold air,
Coziness of the tea mug,
Cooing of doves fills the air.
as birdland warbles
cooing Mozart rhapsody--
lovers kiss, make up
Judy Konos' Get Your Senryu On Contest
4/11/15
Red birds imaginary love heart
as they set on their birch
cooing..cooing..cooing
A heart is formed,lovers connected
they embrace their tender care.
Rain on rooftop gently pelts and slowly drips;
beneath the gust-battered brenches owls complain...
cooing and lamenting not to make it stay,
unless it tapers.
So soothing the musical cooing of the doves
In the afternoon from the trees above
The cooing heals the stress of the day
Thank you Lord for sending them our way
Throw the baby out in the wash water yes
He scrambled quickly to hide his togetherness
We put the water back in the dirty old tub.
The baby began cooing rub a dub dub
Whispers woo me,
awakening a dormant tide;
Whispers woo me
when you’re cooing seductively;
Touching my hips reaching inside,
fevered moaning preoccupied;
Whispers woo me.
This one's all about sexy sweet love
You know the kind, like two turtledoves
Billing and cooing
Slurping and drooling
Should charge admission, try not to shove
New mother and babe
Nurturing, nursing, cooing
~ Father's chopped liver
January 02, 2019
Senryu on Mother Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
As
Autumn
approaches,
patchwork palettes,
sweet sienna sap, and savory seeds
augment this flavorful fragrant season,
softly cooing
to the winds
“It’s time,
come”
All Braying, Cooing Density, Everything Flames, Glides, However Inanimate, Jostling, Knowing, Love. Milo Nudges Orion, Pouring Quiet Radiance So Tomorrow Understands, While Xanthic Years Zig-zag.
Early in the morning just beyond daybreak, the cooing of doves
Coo, coo, coo always in threes, conveying to its mate of his love
Soon sun will be higher, proof of love will begin with the feedings
this morn
outside my window
two mourning doves
just sitting
looking in
cooing
ever so still
announcing spring
cooing
looking at me
as I at them
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
A culture of guns,
An epidemic of hate;
Domestic terror...
Stoking bigotry,
Klan pride & racism:
Cooing doves silenced...
Mocking clarity,
Rising white nationalism;
Justice checkmated...
O solo mio
I am in love
with a cooing bird
a turtledove
I am so happy
That's why I sing
I've just one question ~
How the H (hold this note for a long time!)
do I hump this thing?
Discovery
Of a naive peace
Like the cooing poetry
Of her affectionate dove,
Inspiration
After a lifelong pursuit
Of knowledge,
Communication
Like an invisible rope
That binds the hearts of all.
A Baby is a Laboratory
Of Wondrous Sights and Sounds;
Coo-cooing and Gurgling,
And moving all around.
Supervisors hover over,
Noting each advance;
Bursting into wild applause
With every tiny dance.
.
Simple life joys like cooing of dove...
Smiling eyes as arms enclose love...
In honor of :Brian Strand
Contest name:A Poem You Like
Four o´clock in the morning.
Cold, alone and trying to sleep.
The bench at the railroad ticket office serves as the old boy cradle,
covered just by all the whole dreams of his life as a cooing blanket.
There lies The Drifter
wetland water whirls
an ibis searches for crabs ~
foraging ballet
white feathers emerge
standing tall on bright pink stilts ~
bill crab prize displayed
grunts and cooing sounds
echo the wet marsh at dusk ~
ibis courting chant
wrestle the night away
until doves coo for sunshine
thank
you
insomnia
breaths left
this noise in my head
the imperfect man that I am
thought we had a deal
ask nothing owe nothing
you give this gift
anyway
and
it humbles me
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 and walk;
and how on my window they knock !
A redheaded pileated woodpecker hopped up a tree
Barn swallows fly around me
Doves were cooing down in the dale
Other birds joined in, I even heard some quail..
While walking the dog in the late afternoon..
Mommy, what are those two doing?
Why, honey, they're kissing and cooing
Mommy, why don't you kiss and coo with dad?
Oh, a peck on the cheek's enough to make us glad
Mommy, if that tall boy was wise
He'd peck on a girl his own size