Woodpecker Poems - Poems about Woodpecker

...I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world, As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled. I corrected hazy, crazy vision problems, wi......Read the rest...

... Yesterday was a miraculous day! and miraculous days, trust me, you don’t want to miss them. Our day was filled with so many miracles…bear with me as I take a few…and list them: I woke up next ......Read the rest...

...I took a walk along the old country road looking desperately for a story that is not yet told, I search in the bushes and the trees but there was nothing waiting for thee. The morning with its bri......Read the rest...

...February 27th Lower Peninsula of Michigan One week of true cold and snow is all This year Today is the warmest day ever recorded For this entire month An ancient age is passing Winter short......Read the rest...

... The ostrich hides her head in the sand most birds hit the skies as planned The woodpecker pecks at some woody-good-wood while the hummingbird’s wings hum as they should The ro......Read the rest...

...I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences, In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes. Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, ......Read the rest...

...On this humble eve of Christmas The good Lord gave to me Two mourning doves And a woodpecker in a bare tree Raindrops glistening in the grass And oak trees hung with mistletoe As the good......Read the rest...

...This morning the sun burst over the hill warming the trees with its morning glow and scorching the grass before I could mount the horse. It is the warmth in the East that sets your heart on fire ......Read the rest...

...I was a zealous environmental scientist, preserving green on our blue planet; To benefit all animals, plants and people, under sunset skies of pomegranate. I strived hard to reverse pollution, fo......Read the rest...

... Once, when I was young – another writer, A poet and poetry lover, someone undiscovered… She (it could have been he since I only knew Pen names that faded from my memory once The words had left......Read the rest...

...pecking friendship oak woodpecker blending with bark - conflagrant redhead ......Read the rest...

...I want to return to my mother To my mother tongue Like the clouds return to the Ocean Like the air return to the sky Like the cows goes to their home When the sun gets down As the ants retur......Read the rest...

..."Brief interlude of awe, as squirrels climb up trees and jump from branch to branch, to a fence ledge or phone line. To its home, either underground or an old decaying tree or abandoned woodpecker ho......Read the rest...

...birds fall hunger-wise... before cold winters shortages... today a woodpecker ate... such an overfill it had to lay on the... feeder for ten minutes till... its throat cleared so that it ......Read the rest...

...I hear him knocking. No matter. I will not let him in. The tree exploding with sound - better that it’s not my siding. The cluckity…clucking, I don’t mind, as long as the woodpecker stays off t......Read the rest...