Short Surveying Poems
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Magnificent strength
Gliding on natures updrafts
Surveying the land
Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 05/22/2009
eagles
winged predators
surveying their domain
pinnacle of taloned birds
raptors
(Cinquain)
02/12/2020
surveying the greens
sneaking and striking it's prey
a snake in the grass
4/7/23
A New Nature Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Tania Kitchin
WISE AVIAN
Nested in wisdom,
She contemplates her guidance:
Waiting to navigate.
Her large eyes, surveying life,
Visioning the divine course.
For five years the illustrious and regal
Charles Darwin, sailed on the Beagle.
A surveying ship,
Notebooks all a’rip,
Soon in battle with Wallace, so legal.
Cat in the window
Surveying the world
Cosy and warm
Tail all curled
Soaking up sunshine
Or watching the rain
It looks out on the street
With arrogant disdain
If I was a jaguar looking for a home
weary from my long trek, and a steady roam
I would scramble up my enormous oak tree
surveying miles of prey that he could easily see
Medicine Woman resposes at the top of the summit
surveying her village, protecting her tribe
a brave’s job, her mother scolded her
Medicine Woman scoffs, keeping a sharp eye out
Surveying over her kingdom,
In silent flight on hushed wings,
With eyes that search the field for life
Her ears detect the slightest sound.
She kills her prey and tears it too-
And feeds her hungry one.
I sit by my window with coffee in hand
Surveying the beauty of this frosty morn.
A diamond-like sparkle covers the land.
Drab earth no longer looks forlorn.
In the winter's sunshine, it's beauty is reborn.
While gazing down from the Rockefeller Tower
My girlfriend and I soon began to glower
While surveying Central Park we then thought
How much could we get for it if we bought
Trying to figure that out took over an hour
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
He stood in his kayaker
surveying the dark amber fog,
Creeping towards him,
shedding saffron mist around him.
Yellow livered, he trembled
as tawny chill descended his spine.
He peered carefully around;
afraid he’d see a lemon shark.
COMPLEXITY OF EXPRESSION-:-
familiar
pleasure
surprised
pulsating
prose
of OPAQUE REMAINS
gorgeously
triumphant
idiosyncratic
tangled
tones
in PECULIAR POISE
surveying
remaindered
glimpsed
random
chance
A full-bellied stray has been surveying the brush pile
I think she's carved out a stick hut for her litter
She'll have a ball of responsibilities very soon
Her life will thicken like storm clouds in winter
the bonfire can wait another season, or two.
The bat is never satisfied, his eyes
do pierce the longest gloom of Winter’s white.
His dark decrepit cape— a purple vine.
The brood of brows and lids release no light.
9/27/2020
Contest: Rithimus Divisa 7
Sponsor: Gregory Barden
Original Name: THE BAT IS NEVER SATISFIED
Sweet Older Woman
You should be a star
Applauding the apex
Daddy told me
to find a good woman
The remainder of beauty
images pour forth
Wisdom and a every day mentor
Shine those eyes
Exhale your knowledge
Hands on your hips
Surveying the World
you should command
He see's kids
running
jumping
playing
but He, He sits there
still,
surveying
"This is the future"
He says to himself
As one kid goes down the slide
like a tiny little elf
"Protect this generation" He mumbles
as He leaves from under the tree
for the future is now,
Agree?
Smack dab in the heights
a moment missed
where cracks crease
the self-destruct
unnoticed
in the reality
that life evolves
enveloping every step
up the ladder
surveying tattered seams
costs of lovers dreams
and then you fall
or fail
to see the lessons
and what they truly mean
Owl
Surveying the
surrounding landscape
from all directions,
on top of my building perch,
I sing to you a song of the blues,
as I stand guard over you
as you sleep in your dwelling.
With my feathers of white,
and my green and black speckled eyes,
I sing ...hoota, hoo, hoo
...hoota, hoo, hoo
There was a buzzard who lived in a tree
Behind the medical shop, cute was he
Surveying our town
Such a funny clown
No, just dead limb the highest one you see
Two old people totally mistaken
No way this bird will eat any bacon
For it's not a bird
Just our vision blurred
Figure it out, yes, we are so shaken
A man drove his car through the mountains,
Past trees, rocks and natural fountains,
When to his dismay,
Saw a man in a fray,
With a bear and was getting a poundin'.
A woman stood high on a couple,
Of rocks surveying the tussle.
He cried, Shoot the beast!
She said, Hold your peace.
The bear may save me the trouble.
A man drove his car through the mountains,
Past trees, rocks and natural fountains,
When to his dismay,
Saw a man in a fray,
With a bear and was getting a poundin'.
A woman stood high on a rock,
Surveying below her the tussle.
He cried, 'Shoot the beast!'
She said, 'Hold your peace,
The bear may save me the trouble.'
I've wasted abundant time glancing back,
Surveying moments I might now reshape.
Muddled vision is my present day track,
From thoughts of the past I've no escape.
Dwelling on opportunities once I wasted,
Is akin to displaying an attitude of defeat.
I oft reminisce the good times tasted,
Then left to flounder craving their repeat.
Not bringing along my tool
Has me made a Big fool:
A breaker of workers First Rule
And copyist of The Empty Mue
That should back turn to school…
So unprofessional an omission
That I be quick about its admission
But here I am rather cool,
Placidly surveying a greenish pool
While I had all deserved but a stool
And time to over spirogyra drool.