Tanager Poems | Examples

Poet Bird

Every poet is a bird,
 bird that generally sings in a cage,
 and such songs will be sad or not. 
I'm a canary, at times a tanager. ..
Poet takes flight 
and imagination becomes real,
 there is a backyard where words play, 
only poets have access to it.

Waltzing Trees

Blue-green splashes as you pull into the sea cliff curve.
I stop to view nature's rainbows through a glass swerve.

Watch the sparkling waterfalls, trees, stars, and sky.
What is more dazzling than a natural wonder display?
 
Dance with Fall, a waltz that bent the limbs of the trees.
Tell me all you've been hiding from me under the seas.

Spring, sing to me with the rustling of your wings.
Blow on me your savory smells from your swings.

Sunflower fluff, silver-throated tanager, brisk July flight
An auspicious fall wind makes the hillside maples spray.

A damp gust is swollen away by a breath of fresh air.
The wind carries pollen, seeds, and dying twigs bare.

Written: March 24, 2023

Scarlet Feathers

scarlet feathers
among birch branches
tanager

A Foolish Trek To the Meadow

The meadow has come alive with sight and sound
As I go through the gate, I hear buzzing all around,
The bees are busy working on milkweed flower
Waist-high daylilies and coral honeysuckles tower,
Enticing a few hummingbirds into the crowded field
I snap a piece of sassafras which is carefully peeled,
Soon I see three cottontails on the path up ahead
About the same time, a cardinal flashing by, all red,
I hear the call of a tanager and a mourning dove
Today, there is so much here in the meadow to love.

The narrow pathway is overgrowing with wild carrot
Originally blown over here from a nearby cattle lot
Breezes are stirring up the gnats and dragonflies,
And I keep wiping floating pollen out of my eyes.
As I expected the mother deer has weaned her fawn
I’m surprised to see her here so long after the dawn,
The afternoon sun beating down is now aggressive
I should have known better, it’s becoming oppressive.
I’ll head toward home, foregoing a walk to the river
A sunstroke is threatening; I have begun to shiver. 

Written July 16, 2022

Scarlet Tanager

deep in the thicket
cheerful bird breaks into song ~
scarlet tanager


Date written: 07/03/2022

A Walk To the River

A scarlet tanager sits primly on the rail
Of the new fence erected near the meadow,
He eyes me stroll as I take in every detail
The path to the woodland is rather narrow,

Infrequently used, it is rapidly overgrowing
I am brushing against the yellow yarrow,
As hottest of summer is fast approaching
The meadowland has nary a cooling shadow.

Happily, I note the salt lick has disappeared
I hope its purposes were well-intentioned,
Certainly not as the hunter’s ploy, I feared
In a previous post, I am sure I mentioned.

I feel the coolness of the pleasant breeze
As I approach the edge of the tree line
Where meadow gives way to aspen trees,
And further on, a stand of taller pine. 

I shall follow the trail through the wood
To the river which I can faintly hear, ahead
Where I saw a huge buck in full manhood,
And I have seen signs of where he bed.
   
It is a good two-mile hike, not exhausting
But I stop to examine new growth along
And for moments to reflect, I am pausing,
I’m encouraged by the tanager’s song. 

Written June 18, 2022

Tanager

orange
on the Tanager's throat
child laughing

Panorama

Mint leaf season vortex gilds sylvan glaze
vivid hue a scented purple ground mist
citrus brume float locus in dewdrop phase
cherry orchard fruit shoots hearthrob wish list

Gold grosbeak pecking ryegrass fare at dawn 
scarlet tanager an oak tree crown rite
wet mallard feet drag bird seed round my lawn
flush choral plume behind the hedgerow sprite 

Triumphant March of mother earth womb pearls 
airy  infant whines elate our senses
green sea tides that flurry sunlit moss curls  
hub of nodding reeds a ripe consensus 

Zeal infuses luscious pastures growing 
spring fount heralds jubilance a-glowing


     

     Sponsor : Constance La France

This poem is a sonnet.

Spring Notes

SPRING NOTES

          I don’t ask for the meaning of the song of a bird
     or the rising of the sun on a misty morning.
There they are, and they are beautiful.

Pete Hamill


Spring

((tanager))  ((cardinal))

notes, each branch.

((robin))  ((bluebird))  ((bunting))

Tiers of colorful confetti.

((oriole))  ((grosbeak))  ((chickadee))  ((kiskadee))

~ Virtuous Winter covered in blue ~

((goldfinch))  ((kinglet))  ((sunbird))  ((crow))  ((thrush))

~ Snow angels spread their wings in hatch ~

((dove))  ((nightingale))  ((lark))  ((swallow))

Choir all the rave, dispatched, after long retreat.

 ((warbler))  ((wren))  ((meadowlark))  ((sparrow))

Greenery at its peak, beaks held high, majestic conductor.

((grossbeak))   ((tit))   ((jay))   ((kingfisher))   ((bullfinch)) 

Sweet songs of longing, life, death, in the warmth of the sun.

2/17/2021
SPRING BIRDS
Sponsor: Constance La France

Wildly Beautiful

summer tanager
a red streak into the wood
gold sunshine on green

amethyst evening
when the pale moon is glowing
weeping willow breeze

a pink and gold dream
cherry blossom petals fall
with sunshine pouring

dancing in the rain
amid a blur of bright hues
mad mad summer days

So Many Colorful Birds

If you want a treat, look up the most colorful birds
Ever made by God, and you will come up with the best.
Paradise tanager, red-bearded bee-eater, macaw. My word!
What a fantastic creature in and out of her glorious nest.

The kingfisher has an azure blue that is a most unique hue.
Rainbow lorikeet brings God’s promise to us. Hope alive too.
Violet crowned wood nymphs are a turquoise, matching the sea.
There are so many lovely birds, and not all in a tree.

The peacock has always been amazing to me.
The male, who has all the glorious colors that you see.
The female peacock is brown and dull, kind of plain.
So she can hide her chick’s nest in the barn, or in a storm drain.

No matter what bird color you love or admire.
Know that there are some birds out there the colors of fire.
I have not seen them all, for I have not traveled to some places.
But I admire God’s creatures on social media spaces.

The Orphan

Entertained by flickers on a screen, cosseted between giants. Suited with slicked-back raven hair, snow-white starched shirt, an innocent tie.

Mother smiles at his sky-blue eyes. Father pats his shoulder, “Good show!”
The nightingale, high in spirits. The tanager beyond the street light.

Chill of the night air, the bravado of a moon flower…

A sudden violent shaking, tremors as he morphs into an orphan, and forever remembers the words shooting at him, whispered in the dark.

borne in shadows 
huge fortune, fortuneless child —
criminals will pay
cave of bats sets his destiny
clings to fair tights and blond hair

Like all grown up boys, Bruce Wayne and his secret identity are drawn to the sweetness and tartness of plums. The one meows, enticing him with skin tight glances. But his mother’s eyes are in the courageous and innocent shade of sunshiny hair — he must rescue her; marry her? He has to release her to the day, for he must continually ferret out those who live under the lamplight.

6/22/2019

Darkness Held At Bay

First rays splash lines of love 
across naked bits of detour

dawn's door distracts 
chills of the night dissipate 
and I am free

Free of fight
held hostage ever tight

First rays flash and I see : 

yellow bits of honey dripped
scarlet tanager at play
horizons filling out the day


Darkness held at bay__

Natures Nest

How beautiful the sounds, sights of nature

In the distance alarm call of a cuckoo,

beautiful sound of summer Tanager

Blackbirds hopping around getting in a stew,

Acrobatics of swallows, swifts, Martins,

Crows of the carrion, rooks, jackdaws, Raven

Cooing of turtle doves and wood pigeons,  

Chittering robin, eyes closed what heaven,

Finches so sweet, green, bull, haw, gold and more

Speedy blue, great, coal, willow and marsh ****,

nature is such a pleasure never a chore ,

Seeing these wonderful birds thrills two bits

Serenity while watching our game bird

Pheasant, partridge, grouse, geese and mallard duck

Graceful swans glide, sights and sounds must be heard

Wading birds sifting for food through silt and muck,

birds of prey, kestrel, sparrow hawk, Peregrine

Eagles, buzzards, goshawk, ospreys skilful hunters

Larks hovering, lap wings, owls, magpies so pristine,

Sea birds, waders, hunters, lovely colours,

These moments of relaxation, undisturbed

listening, watching our beautiful wild birds.

Waiting

I been tired of waiting and waiting i been melting.
It’s been almost an hour when it started raining
I can’t tell you how much I want a smelting
I need energy since an hour I have been draining.

How upsetting it’s the time
How sad is to wait
How come, i just want to dine
How late! I’m starting to hate

Please I don’t care just cook
Please contact the manager
Please just read a book
Please one that let you know how to cook a tanager.

Hurry! I want to eat!
Hurry! I need to go to a meeting
Hurry! I could even eat wheat
Hurry! I am a fan of meat eating

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