Sparrow Poems - Poems about Sparrow

Waiting For You in the sputtering lantern light I stand waiting for you I button my coat as the dense gray fog rolls in off the ocean a sparrow, shivering in the chill air sits on the sidewalk perhaps it is nearing its end only time will tell I may still be here to see It. ...

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you're such a little thing winter has been tough but you survived though it's been rough now spring is here with all it brings enjoy the warm sun and spread those wings AP: 2nd place 2025 Posted on March 25, 2025...

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Little sparrow, little sparrow, Why do you...

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“The Sparrow” In this moment I am a sparrow, intent on guiding my landing below. I am a raptor plucking green seeds, awaiting the rapture to truly be free. Gently I perch upon a branch, inhaling sweetly, my lungs collapse. I, like the tree, free of leaves am aged, worn, less feathery. Yet, I hold wisdom you cannot see. I hold wisdom instinctively. I am a...

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Beneath dark clouds gathering a sparrow walks, shivering, circling in the mud of winter, his wing a broken splinter. He's unable to fly into spring....

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the singing sparrow cares not for the morrow and yet the dweller of its heart within form feels bliss ignition start and so oh hermit, we are that know it as a certain fact hold back not heart’s emote whilst riding on God’s bliss boat...

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MOTHER SPARROW CONSTRUCTS A BIRDS NEST under the eaves of the roof mighty mother bird sparrow building a new nest eggs laid still soil/twigs/rain/trash together tightly woven mesh barns and stables, on structures mud nests tuck under fields under bridges ~ can find Barn Swallows across North America sparrow building nest under the eaves of the roof mighty mother bird sparrow building...

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dark lurking black bird does not play well with others waiting for bird food...

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It was just lying there on the floor like a poem I had abandoned, left for dead, considered trash Not a breath did it take No thrashing to behold I'd not witnessed its death in the making, truth be told but I knew with every instinct so I hung my head this morning in respectful mourning Its eyes, I'd only imagined winked at me...

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I was sitting in my gallery Nurturing my plants, watering them A little sweet sparrow arrived And landed on my shoulder I got alert so that she didn't fly away I behaved like a statuette She kissed me on my cheeks with her beak, I was astonished,I said thank you , please come again on next week She chirped in my ear And went...

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I was wondering when you will come, the year is almost done, and here I am in this place with little hope of joining the human race again. Here I am in this peculiar place looking for an escape route but my hands are tied my pantry is dry and every corner there is a...

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An icy morning, Bare branches encased in frost, And tiny sparrows....

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Why stone the sparrow as she sings To silence her with broken wings The gentle creature knows no hate So cast no stones, it’s not too...

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She has been appearing since my son died lands on that branch to remind me God sent me His sparrow He has not forsaken me Love goes beyond the veil...

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Oh if I were a true poet one that could write a good rhyme I would compose a few ones and earn myself a dime. Why, I'd write about man's folly, as the robin said to the sparrow: "Why are men so stupid their minds so clouded and narrow?" The sparrow cocking his head replied: "They accumulate facts and lies, Little caring about...

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