Sparrow Poems

Charm of Nature

               Charm of Nature

So lovely are rainbow hues in the sky,
Nature`s masterpiece as the day goes by
As the clouds above mountains become shy
As light rain from heaven drips by and by;

So smooth are the whispers of the soft breeze
Blowing through the

I Don't See What You See

Sparrows enjoy a certain reputation
For intimacy and hope

Crosby Stills and Nash sang of them
In Suite: Judy Blue Eyes
As compatriots to the morning
Air
With guitar strums and high notes

Truth be told
Sparrows are bulkier than the normal song bird
And not particularly
Pretty
Brown and gray as a mound of dirt

Chirpy jerky punk band

And they have no problem with crowding out
From

Footsteps of a Sparrow

I watch
colors distort into
dots tiptoeing on the white wall
Black target expands—engulfs—
flitting between rear and front sight

Blood drums in my ears—
tides I ride with breath held 
shallow. It hums, the shadow—
taunts with broken birdsongs
It knows.
All it takes is 
a skipped heartbeat
for a sniper to fall

Countdown. 
Lens focusing into center
breaths narrow into blade, inhale—
The world refined to

Chatter

It may be just chatter
Or maybe a natter
Sometimes it’s a clatter
Of sparrows in bush.

Whatever the reason
Regardless of season
None ever lacks voice
Whether sad or rejoice.

They all stay together
Whatever the weather
If one goes elsewhere
Then others go there.

Like family and friends
Some go round the bend
But never abandoned
Always kind understanding.

Maybe we too could learn
Never others to spurn
Stay together we

Flight Design

Flight Design

I saw a seagull floating by
High up in springtime’s bright blue sky
Slow flap, slow flap
No hint of haste
While down below 
From bush to bush
The plain house sparrow
Had to rush.
With wingbeat fast
It can’t beat slow
From here to there
It’s got to go
In just a mo
‘Cause God said so!

Waiting For You

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.

spring sparrow

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

Little sparrow

Little sparrow, little sparrow,                                                 Why do you

The Sparrow

“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

Lost Sparrow

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.

the singing sparrow

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

MOTHER SPARROW CONSTRUCTS A BIRDS NEST

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

sparrow

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

A Fallen Sparrow

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

Sweet sparrow

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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