Short Hoot Poems
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Her eyes can be seen
Briefly in quick glimpses
Sitting high and safe
What is it the child asks
Our hoot owl friend, I reply.
As an owl flown hoot
Dreams howl
At the night awoken
Hoot and howl of night
The hoot owl now hoots
In the sombre wintry night
Down low are his foes
10/15/21
Owl Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
hoot owl
sacred bird
announcing self
who who who
keeps well hidden
who who who
echoes through forest
direction uncertain
oddly reassuring
hoot owl magic
Hoot owl
Distinct owl voice
Echoes favorably
Nocturnal and mysterious
So unexpectedly forest friendly
Hidden away, a dark shadow
Unique who sound
Hoot owl
An owl’s hoot was heard in the wind today
My ears perked up and my blood ran cold
Sounded close but may have been far away
An owl’s spiritual quest never grows old
Hortense Halle was a regular hoot
She bought herself a new cottontail suit
Hula hoop earrings
A pair of pink wings
She never did fly ~ but boy, was she cute
Remember saying “I don't give a hoot”?
Leaves no question to the path you pursue
Not a single doubt
What it's all about
It determines who really doesn't give a poop
Each day's a hoot, it's easy to achieve
It's the music we like or our favorite cheese
Our outlook's different
Joyous or gladness
A matter of approach, a struggle or a breeze
Each day's a hoot, it's easy to achieve
It's the music we like or our favorite cheese
Our outlook's different
Joyous or sadness
A matter of approach either a struggle or a breeze
Each day's a hoot, it's easy to achieve
It's the music we like or our favorite cheese
Our outlook's different
Joyous or sadness
A matter of approach either a struggle or a breeze
< beneath swollen moon
silhouttes conjoinment dance
hooting escalates
Entry For
Sensuous Senryus
Welcome to Hoot Owl heaven the mama owl said.
Her potential date looked shocked. His name was Big Fred.
How many children do you have? He asked, his face all red.
Six? He flew off swiftly, without even being fed.
Hoot E. Owl Esq.
By
Tom Wright
A scholarly old owl in the tree sat high,
Calling out to all, is any wiser than I?
He’d read his book,
From his overlook,
Whoo whoo ha hoo, was his erie cry.
Started out feeling down till my heart started singing
Couldn't help joining in, couldn't hide my grinning
Life's a big hoot
With happiness to boot
Come on youse guys, in joyfulness you'll be brimming
Life is a hoot, a rooty toot toot, a kick in the boot
Nothing's greater, a happy creator in a polka dot suit
So stand up and cheer
Grin from ear to ear
Giggles, guffaws and a big bunch of whoop whoops
sun dreams of green peace
with glowworms moon shooes night blue
hounds howl and owls hoot
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Syllable count: 5/7/5
Aug. 22, 2020
Haiku - Color with Alliteration Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
I looked at the moon
cold night
damp clothes
dry throat
shifting eyes
dark night
say I love you with bird calls
spell I miss you with moonlight
owl watches over
say wise words
whisper lies
hazy clouds drown out the bird calls and moonlight
If no one seems to give a hoot about a poem you've written,
try reading it out loud to your dog or to your kitten.
And if, as you read it, all the while,
you see their tails wag and their faces smile,
it was worthwhile ~
at least ~ from where they're sittin'.
Glowing fireflies light up the night
Showing their gleams, shining so bright
Moon remains hidden by dark clouds
Soon clouds will pass, release the shrouds
Hoot of owl echoes in the dark
Astute on its perch, finds its mark
Flight of the owl as fireflies glow
Right to its prey, its talons show
There's a lot to be said
for silence
but you won't hear it from me
I'm satisfied tongue-tied
as the less said the more I see
and even if the point is moot
'tis a wise owl
who don't give a hoot
YY UR YY UB IC UR YY 4 ME
(Too wise you are too wise you be I see you are too wise for me)
Laughing out loud
forms questions in the crowd
they wonder and speculate
just what could be that great
to make you laugh and chuckle
biting your thumb knuckle;
easily they turn away
exasperated by your display
of laughter unrestrained
what keeps you so entertained;
laugh out loud, boisterous and bold
as eyes upon you begin to unfold
the joke that is undisclosed
the one that no one knows
it's a secret hoot;
not a word of underlying truth.
sickly stickly thickly tree
No one to strike you down
Axes about but no woodcutters
And me with a sore finger
You are unsightly in my garden
an ugly renegade tree
I tried to rid myself of you last year
Yet here you are stronger than ever
An owl hoot begs me for mercy on your behalf
Lucky for you Native American ancestors have just saved you
Maybe next year I will chop you down; this year you are safe.
Thanks to the love of the Wyandotte who used to traipse this land.