Short Hawk Poems
Short Hawk Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hawk by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hawk by length and keyword.
Toying with the summer breeze.
Free... not a care in the world.
Falcon circling among the clouds.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
the hawk, flapping wings
flew in front of the windshield
a sight magnified
Heidi Sands
6/3/18
Hungry hawk hovers...
The unaware hatchlings peep...
MPlaced 10th in The Natural Thing To Do contestassed small birds chase threat
Dove
Symbolic, hopeful
Gliding, floating, flying
Rainbow, branch, roadkill, prey
Tearing, ripping, devouring
scary, vicious
Hawk
Perched, waiting, still
He swoops with swift precision
Red tail fanned in flight
His cry announcing intent
See the beauty in this flight...
Too hot.
outside.
Fry egg,
sidewalk.
Big hawk,
dry mouth.
Yes rains
coming.
How hot,
too hot.
Fall is,
waiting.
Hooray!!!
black hawk circles me
brings in a new recruit too
waiting for my death
I feel threatened
right now. there are six of them
was that a cough?
hawk soars above
silhouettes kite against blue-
no strings attached
majestic in flight
sharp eyes always on lookout-
prey below be warned.
Tantalizing wind
Meadow ripples, full of life
Caterpillar morph
Bird of prey, predator's eye.
Silent glide across pasture.
hawk in very top
of high Georgia pine..
view unobstructed
hawk catches breeze soars
on a cold clear winter day...
seeks day's last fresh meal
The mouse was swallowed by a grouse,
Hawk had the grouse for dinner.
One gunshot blast, the hawk was dead,
the mouse walked out the winner.
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she soars, she glides
a raptor, a hawk
I watch in awe
ceasing my talk
there’s something holy about a bird flying this high
I watch her zoom out of sight above the dark sky
A red-tailed hawk soars in an azure sky,
Majestically gliding - oh so high!
Is it any wonder he inspires such awe
In those who study education and law?
Hawk Tuah, Flock Tuah,
Struggles of dating a babe,
she treating me like a slave,
intimacy is what I crave.
Stupid girl,
Stupid me,
Why do I get fried
just so I don't remember I cried.
Each Squawk Heard from a Hawk
Should sufficiently count each squawk,
That had been released by a big hawk;
Harder trying;
Feathers flying;
Changed mind and learned how to talk.
Jim Horn
eyes
super
sharp search prey
my spirit guide
awakens memories
and cosmic messages
synchronicities abound
beware, be bold, perceive, protect
visionary powers, base chakra
hawk medicine teaches observation
the hawk
raptor sometimes called
black death or stealthy fighter
hawk owns names proudly
hawk
hawk soars above clouds
then dives fearlessly toward prey
clever is the hawk
graceful flight pattern
She’s queen of the sky
Searching for rodents
Surveying meadow
Finding a bunny
Powerful jaws
Terrifying
Masticating
Devouring
Destroying
Meat Eating
Marauder
Handsome
Fearsome
Hawk
Hawk sails the sky with grace and ease.
Bird plays the currents ever free.
It makes the flowing gentle breeze
to take him soaring high to see
if wee small prey will try to hide.
There's no escape - his scheme's been tried.
hawk flies over my head
he is traveling low
I glance up and see him land on a tree limb
he is a beauty, tan and white
gone before I can snap a photo
I am glad I am a heavyweight
can you imagine being picked up by those talons?
I got lost in a swarm of people
who knew other people
who thought politics were overrated,
who were constantly for equal rights
for every damn thing,
and then there was me
who was trying to look for you,
despite the cacophony of
human sounds.
what is that? I asked, fascinated.
It looks like a moth with a skull painted on it.
I thought she had painted it.
As it flew off I saw othrer moths
They all had skulls.
I was fascinated.
If you want to see one look up
Death's Head Hawk Moth
Amazing!
She speeds out to protect the kids on ground,
So as to put the predator to shame,
He’s fast, as he glides and hovers around ,
He’s known to be an expert in this game ,
Hunting is fun as he moves without sound ,
She cries…ways to stop him has not been found.
1-24-2017
Hawk Hawk
Loud you squawk
Squawking squawking
While you’re hawking
Circling, circling
Large wingspan
Hawking squawking
With a plan
Hawk Hawk
Loud you squawk
Squawking squawking
While your hawking
Circling circling
I have a hunch
You are hawking
For your lunch
She outflies her hawk
Soaring high above the trees
Effortlessly and seamlessly
Flowing as if one with the wind
No one notices, they are concerned with worldly things
Forgetting they are spirit
The one thing that she remembers constantly
Which allows her to fly like her hawk