Short Wood Pigeon Poems
Short Wood Pigeon Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wood Pigeon by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wood Pigeon by length and keyword.
Game On
Roast pheasant in cider sauce
Wood pigeon salad
Parmesan crusted chicken
with Baked chicory
Sweet apple brulee
Bon-bons and
Beer!...
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Categories:
wood pigeon, food, sports
Form:
Epulaeryu
Wildlife 28
Wildlife 28
A plumpish wood pigeon called Sue,
Thought it sexy to bill and to coo,
So she zoomed to the ground,
Where she pranced round and round,
Then flew off 'cos she wanted a poo!...
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Categories:
wood pigeon, bird, funny,
Form:
Limerick
Woody
munching with my mate
buxom burgundy berries
autumn pigeon date
( I have a red guava tree which the wood pigeons love, eating 30 berries in one go - just swallow after swallow. Usually leave all fruit for them.)...
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Categories:
wood pigeon, autumn,
Form:
Haiku
The Cynicism of Disillusion
THE CYNICISM OF DISILLUSION or Perhaps Hamlet was right.
Disillusion frames the drama of our lives
As we lurch through props and sets with pratfalls tripped
Wood Pigeon soars to self applause and then subsides
Fine woven fabric inadvertently is ripped
Why essay to climb the peak, perchance the ending
Where demise succeeds your rise, while descending
16 February 2019...
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Categories:
wood pigeon, emotions,
Form:
Rhyme
Looking Forward
Looking Forward
I'm looking forward
to wood pigeon call
that waits for spring mornings
and moonshine apple blossom
there long before the light
sugared dawn with coffee
a warm kindness in the glasshouse
the cats irritating company
and doggy indifference
I'll hum as I move
summer might be all well and fine
but it's a gift already opened
I'll look toward spring
and those tightly bound promises...
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Categories:
wood pigeon, beauty, garden, spring,
Form:
Free verse
A Place Called Calm
Suddenly my sense of hearing awakened by
just three sounds
…. the rasping call of a wood pigeon outside
somewhere
…. the low constant hum of my fridge
in the kitchen, nearby
…. heavy footsteps, on creaking floorboards
in the corridor
Another day, I would have called these noises
disturbance
instead, just then
serenity cradled my troubled soul
in her silken arms
she lulled me into an unfamiliar place called calm
in that moment
just then
peace....
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Categories:
wood pigeon, emotions, feelings, life,
Form:
Free verse