Short Perching Poems
Short Perching Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Perching by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Perching by length and keyword.
in life's labyrinths
we get adrift easily
yet we move forward
perching hope on a belief
of following the right path.
25.03.2015
Birds
bright colorful
floating, perching, chirping
a heart’s warming chirp
Songbird
cardinal perching
treacherous icy pine limbs
drops of reddish blood
next to fallen dried-up cones
a dead squirrel lies frozen
written December 26, 2021
Whatta fine day, the boidies is chirping
From the tree tops on high, they is a-perching
Confused as hell
Waiting for the bell
Chicks are antsy, warm temps they be searching
Whatta fine day, the boidies is chirping
From the tree tops on high, they is a-perching
Confused as hell
Waiting for the bell
Chicks are antsy, warm temps they be searching
Autumn wings grace the stout limbs,
That quiver with the perching
Of mimicking mockingbirds.
Amid a lone live oak tree,
A bachelor sings to its
Intended in an endless
Ebony Garden of stars.
Bad mood Dizzy
Perching bird in a tizzy
One toe pointed backwards,
Making him mad.
He thought he was different.
He thought he was odd
Until he met his Major Me.
Same claw arrangement on his dad.
Blue jay squawk
Approaching hawk
Fly away Jay
Should not stay
Red tail perching
On the search
Wide span view
His skills askew
Fly away bird
Alert we heard
Safe, one in all
A grateful call
Listen, listen, the boidies are chirping
A sign of spring on the branches they're perching
Making love two by two
Soon little birdies are due
And the cycle of life once again is emerging
Listen, listen, the boidies are chirping
A sure sign of spring on the branches they're perching
Making love two by two
Soon little birdies are due
And the cycle of life once again is emerging
Listen, listen, the boidies are chirping
A sure sign of spring on the branches they're perching
Making love two by two
Soon little birdies are due
And the cycle of life once again is emerging
She's
a butterfly
beautiful and sassy
perching on every flowers
in the garden
with a free spirit
and grateful heart
to be
alive
Date: 08/02/2019
Sponsor : Caren Krutsinger
August Ninette poetry contest
perching on tender
floral vine...the sunbird sings
the lullaby tune
colors of tender
wings- compete with the flowers...
nature's mastery
the sunbird's song on
floral vine...scents and tunes
like milk n honey
All the students were very aware
There were nits crawling in her long hair
Perching on the next seat
Trying to be discrete
I got itchy and had to move chair
based on a real event
10th November 2015
autumnal colors
close neighboring planet skies
equinox sunsets
red hue leaves tussle
woodchuck pops from its burrow
dog sniff, yelps in pain
quiver across limbs
perching mockingbird's mimic
nightly shooting stars
9/18/2024
Drops of dawn
perching on the ruined
stone-walled house.
The ivy tirelessly
spreads its hug
around the walls,
a scaffold for the dreams
to build new life
upon their forgotten
existence
like music
fallen into oblivion
long ago
and now risen to life
again.
Nationalism flies without perching
no runway to land
Patriotism roams without perching
no heart to rest in
democracy flies without perching
no democrats to receive
And they continue to fly without perching
no space, no welcome
This is Africa
Crossroads
dissect my life.
My thoughts
implode...
wrong
or right?
A tear,
above,
falls here
for love.
Mine eyes
bleed bitter blood.
A dream/
a hope
await
their burial.
Painting portraits
of me
perching
headlong
on my grave's edge.
CHURCH HOPPING CHRISTIANS MOVING FROM SANCTUARIES TO SANCTUARIES
searching,
churching,
perching,
lurching,
In my soul, searching churching ease;
Perching, lurching sanctuaries;
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2/1/18
Soring through the sky,
Spreading your wins,
Seeing the site,
In three dimensions,
The eye of an eagle,
Beautiful creatures they are,
The wing span they have,
Could cover you up,
Perching on a cliff,
Looking at the view,
A wonderous site,
A picture for you.....
An amazing perching songbird,
the males are bright, lively and striking to see,
a splash of color in Canada's winter snow.
Can survive in the coldest of temperatures somehow,
to sing beautiful whistling songs
repeated over and over from a bare tree top.
Imagine perching in that huge gum tree;
I would fly and see for miles,
just like that currawong that slides
between the misty air and dewy grass.
I wonder if that currawong,
inside his bony-birdie-head,
would ever wish that he could be
a walkie-talkie-kid like me?
beaked passerines have the best kind of toes
one pointing backwards, three pointing toward nose
ideal shape for perching on twig or a post
skilled fliers diving for left over toast
most feed on insects and bird seeds of some kind
excellent singers and many have a brilliant mind
miss your sweet chirping
where are you perching?
tiny bird cute and lovely
soar in sky once more
trick flight we adore
singing and throwing googly!
in greens hide away
humans have less sway
make for loss of habitat
but preserve your class
moor, dune, farm or grass
but sing again ta ta tat!
Sunny days, azure skies,
green grasses do reveal,
springtime before our eyes,
of natures free will,
As honeybees are searching,
nectar for their fill,
songbirds are perching,
in melodies of trill,
Breezes are sending,
springtime freshness in the air,
flowers are lending,
such beauty everywhere!