Titmouse Poems - Poems about Titmouse

Timmy Titmouse had two loves, both faeries, and delightful. The differences between them were miniscule, not insightful. They were both empathetic, kind, and they always loved him so. Timmy had trouble thinking about just one, both of them glow. Why not find another titmouse? His parents asked in a stern way. He did his best, but always came back to...

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Captivated and compelled to find my little friend, who has broken out in song again. Sitting on the window ledge, he stretches his neck as he tilts his head. Releasing a group of compact and purposeful notes, I gaze blissfully upon his silken, iridescent cloak. Feathers... Fashioned and fitted and plucked to perfection, he begins to sing this mornings delightful rendition. I am wondering...

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titmouse endures winters delightful cheery call spotted hiding sunflower seeds crested 2/5/2020 Contest: Modern or traditional cinquain Sponsor: William Kekaula...

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Shorn from arbor crowns by sharp northern breeze Aging maple leaves curl like rumpled rugs, Falling as stars amidst disrobing trees Shivering in the face of hoar frost hugs. A wee mouse sniffs wind which wakens his needs. Snuffling with fury, tossing leaves about To find nuts and seeds among grass and weeds He scratches and scurries with whiskered snout. His tit-mouse...

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What divine sound I hear at the tail-end of twilight! Ah yes, 'tis the sweetest music... ...

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still at the feeder caterpillars in decline trees rainwashed clean...

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Each day was spent in anxiousness, and lives were framed by window squares, now sealed, surrounded, sized and shut, against the brittle tides... Our hearts have longed for those we love, and weep for those we've never met While living close to sorrow's edge I'd feared the world was gone, ...

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The little house mouse said, “Isn’t it a shame, How the tufted titmouse has stolen our good name?” The titmouse could not refrain as she shook her pointed crest To answer in disdain, “You’re nothing but a pest!” “The titmouse comes from a proud family and perhaps by now you’ve guessed, We’re related to the chickadee, we fly with the...

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