Tawny Owl Poems - Poems about Tawny Owl

...I gaze at a saffron sunset as a tawny owl sails overhead, while yellow sunflowers feel threat until evening prayers are said. The flaxen fields and amber plains reflect the xanthous of......Read the rest...

...Between the ground and the sky a glittery orb floating in the sea of gems It is a dream of gliding on an azure floor Upper and lower snow clouds Floating with me, dark and sluggish T......Read the rest...

...moonlight reflection tawny owl on silent quest~ river drifts on by © Harry J Horsman 2022......Read the rest...

...A tiny tawny torso With tiny tawny eyes. In tiny tawny cautious flows The tiny tawny flies. A tiny tawny heartbeat With tiny tawny pace; A tiny tawny look upon A tiny tawny face. Tiny taw......Read the rest...

...in stillness of dusk tawny owl is heard hooting ~ a forest nocturne Owl Haiku Poetry Contest Sponsored by Robert James Liguori Date written:......Read the rest...

...Deep in a valley there is this secret place, a place to relax with the sun upon your face. The only way out is to climb up hills so steep all that you can see is fields of grazing sheep! Surrou......Read the rest...

...Abandoned I have read and told little white lies to bring smiles to faces of old folk, abandoned! I have reared lambs and calves and piglets too, not knowing why they were ......Read the rest...

... “Route 66” (Part 2) The Wicked Old Witch stalked her, flying above on her revved up battered old Peugeot Stick made from twigs and oderous putrifying brown crud. Up to this point ......Read the rest...

...the mother red fox snuggles in warm den, feeds her kits... a-oo-oo-oo-ooo the owl in the tree on a pitch dark moonless night ... who-who-who-who-who the mother red fox says shh......Read the rest...

...Into the sunset !4/05/2014 Yellow ochre sun In Vermilion sky What a lovely canvas Pleasing to the eye Cirrus clouds change From grey to red As wild birds fly To their tree top bed Red now chan......Read the rest...

...Soft, pastel-pink, aqua, sepia Turning sharp, gold, striking The sky is a willing canvas Waiting to be kissed By the palette of colours Multi-shaded layers dapple the heavens The pace of life i......Read the rest...