Squawking Poems | Examples


List of Member Poems

Squawking, Talking, Humming, Spelling

A talking bird is smart let’s agree,
they have a wonderful vocabulary,
so it may seem bazaar,
that as smart as birds are;
Are they smarter than a spelling bee?

Premium Member Chuckling and Squawking

Walked at the mall this morning right outta bed
Clucking and squawking like an old hen with the bends
Perseverance is a must
Just brush off the dust
Showing all the youngies this old guy ain't dead

Premium Member The Crows Are Squawking

Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet


Premium Member The Crows Are Squawking

Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's copacetic, think I'll practice ballet

Premium Member The Crows Are Squawking

Well here we are, another great day
The chickens are fed, the cows have hay
The crows are squawking
Wild animals are stalking
All's right with the world, think I'll practice ballet

Premium Member Squawking Jay

Squawking Jay

The Blue Jay sits in regal pose
always looking down his nose
at the chirping birds that sing
while preening ego’s azure wings.


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Premium Member Geese Squawking Askew

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                                         Geese squawking askew
                                                         V-formation out of form
                                                                      Headed south too late


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Must be young geese
No strong leader
First flight home
No I will not ask for directions
(Haiku/Free Verse and what else who knows)

Sleep Squawking

My word, my word!
I think this sounds absurd
I wandered in my sleep last night
Then thought I was a bird

But then, but then!
I think I was a hen
As I tried to push an egg right through
Then awakened in a pen

Alas, alas!
T’was nothing, but some gas
I must have eaten something bad
And had to get up fast

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