Short Lovebird Poems

Short Lovebird Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Lovebird by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Lovebird by length and keyword.


Premium Member Winged Message

He gave to me a lovebird
to brighten my lonely hours.
Gift of love's embodiment
the key to my heart.



For Dr. Mehta's contest
Form: Dodoitsu


Premium Member Caged Warbler

Lonesome heart beats like a caged warbler without a morning song, pining to be free, before cherry blossoms float away with breeze. Hope arrives as a Lovebird opens lock for him to spread wings.
© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sijo

Premium Member A Bright Red Robin Struts on My Fence

    A bright red robin struts on my fence
      little lord of this, his street
    He whistles out a merry tune
      hopeful that he’ll meet

    A lovebird who will make their nest
      as from his heart he tweets
    Together we will recreate
      ~ and raise a family sweet
Form: Rhyme

Away We Go

Lovebird runners we are, lost in our love
                                                   Escaping from the haters
                                                   Eloping to new world





Written by Njeri
Contest: in praise of kimo
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Visual #3
Written 2/15/15
Form: Kimo

Premium Member Dear Lovebird

It is now I write for you;
I wonder where you are.
We see the sun,
We see the moon;
I've seen shooting stars.
Share with me your tender kiss;
Steadfast hold your love.
Be more than a simple wish;
Let our moment come.
Be my love, my Adelaide,
If I should love at all.
Bid the sun,
To rise again,
When in love we fall.
Form: Lyric


The Lonesome Lovebird

So quietly she left
a caged bird escaping into the night
flying into the darkness
vanishing from my sight

Captive she'd been so long
needing to be free
she set her wings into the wind
flew away from me

Now my heart is aching
on my lonely perch I sit and cry
this cage is feeling empty
since she took off to the sky
© Ron Derby  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Heat

Pretty, peach face, lovebird, parrot
avian melody sings.

Hoping to call a mate over for carrots
and dance love on their wings.

Busily preparing a proper nest
for the fruition of the mating call.




Abraham Lincoln "I say try-if we never try, we shalll never succeed."
I have decided to make this my motto, I will keep trying till I get it right!
"j

I Love You Too

looking for our place on the line of like or love 
emotions soaring in the sky like a lost dove
the one lonely bird just trying to make its way
the little bird just needs one friend to make it stay
having this companion is more than enough
but one without the other, and life gets tough
two doves on the line of love, trying to get through
when all the one wanted to say, was i love you too

Coming

Coming

And then again you are alone
The bird is gone, a bird has flown
When you made the fatal slip
Forgot to button up your lip
And other than a fatal flaw
Something that you never saw
Guess you lost your grip

But coming soon another light
Candle burns with her’s alight
Better sharpen up your sight
Pretty as a bird in flight
Another timeless slip
accept her is my right

Don Johnson
Form: Rhyme

Love Birds

I wish i was a lovebird
 never lonely, one of a pair
 locked in a cage with the one i love
 someone who is always there

 Somebody i can sing to
 who's song is as pure as mine
 to spend every waking hour with 
a better pastime i am yet to find

 to climb my perch and ladder
 surronded by the bars
 to be hung up high away from harm
 How lucky we lovebirs are

 I wish i was a Lovebird
 for when my lover dies
 I will gladly leave my life 
to be right by her side
Form:

Whisper In the Wind

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
I am not here, I am in the sky.
I am that diamond that flies so high, 
The bird that sings
That calms your mind.

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
You are not alone, 
I am by your side.
Never far, always near, 
To wipe away that salty tear.

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
I am not here, I am in the sky.
I am that diamond that flies so high, 
The bird that sings, 
The whisper in the wind; 
That calms your mind.
Form:

Premium Member Morning Cheer

Here come the birds a-twittering at 8:26 a.m.
The racket not heard until now, but now
the sweet pecking of my eardrums drum
in the sweetest way — the way God made them to.

Too precious the vainglorious melody, simply
harmonious, it flees. Replacement choir says cheese.
Release your chirping song inconspicuous lovebird,
winged-treasury of heav’n psalm, choir of angels.
          Angels sent to pleasure my ears —
an earful of morning cheer.

3/9/2020
Form: Verse

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