Throated Poems - Poems about Throated

...The black-throated blue warbler is wee and cute, But to a caterpillar he is a brute. With a sweet melody, he attracts his mate, And they eat spiders when they go on a date....Read the rest...

...Where I looked, I found solace. Don't look at it anymore, it's time to let go. So I surrendered to a woman-river's embrace. Hemlock juice across the river blue, a bittersweet journey. I am blue-t......Read the rest...

...Where I looked Don't look at it anymore So I surrendered to a woman-river Hemlock juice across the river blue I am blue-throated; Duel flaps its wings Let's go through the umbilical cord of the ......Read the rest...

... When songs of joy are sung, deep and full-throated, Gay lines of cheer blissfully oft' may spring; but songs sung happily hide a secret coded within a bard's concealed, inward being.......Read the rest...

...One day I'll drive there. On the way I'll tell my wife about the Modoc woman, who lived outside the city, above a sea lion rookery. She taught me a Klamath-Modoc prayer: “I want you animals......Read the rest...

... There is a sentence waiting to be spoken, a thought given to the morning to find a voice when all is still and each sound lifts above the quiet like prayer. I hear the water murmur......Read the rest...

... A scarlet-throated hummingbird, betrayed, commences the annual rite of packing his nest, in response to whimsical winds' pirouette and the capricious moods of weather's ballet. Distant frie......Read the rest...

... A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed, begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, and the twisted temperaments of weather. Distant fr......Read the rest...

... There are killings, suffocation in gullet hell holes, decapitations by mandibles stalking in shadows, death pits at the bottom of slippery throated flowers and racked on a web, a struggling......Read the rest...

... Next door was a paddock of long grass and a graveyard for dumped machinery. Rusted out boilers, cogs, wheels and huge presses were piled high and begged for the sure foot of a boy to climb ......Read the rest...

...When dancing Earth's tribal rhythms natural seasons light and heavy step steeped nurturing intent anxiously dark anticipating bright natural exotic music dancing muse content While singing ......Read the rest...

...rarely heard... the ruby-throated humming bird of ontario nests... in tiny plant flower cups... bound together with spider silk then feeds on the nectars and spiders... to yield two gram......Read the rest...

...FLOWERED TEACUP IN SPRING My heart lies vacant to vulnerability, voiding into a warm womb of larvic rebirth October ......Read the rest...

...The table set just us three My wife, my son and me A masterful meal spirits raised high How about a song now Let's give it a try One tune l......Read the rest...

...Here again, senses high on the fill of a spring morning, pillows of magnolia, wings swarming the thick, sweet air, contented sighs escaping out of the lips of shadows. There is no half meas......Read the rest...