Wren Poems - Poems about Wren

wrens crowd the feeder awaiting their finest chance ~ seeds strewn all over ...

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Spring Hiku 8 spring sun s i ...

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In hasty beats, rhythms so sweet Wrens soar and chase, crooning softly Such gentle pleasures, with a ready tweet Robins climb through the skies, rising Over the mountains, their wings greet Flying high, laughing proudly across the peaks ...

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RAVEN AND WREN As the world wakes up To the sun’s gentle rays of light Frozen memories melt and flow Penetrate but do not satiate Moments of insipid sight A scenery of incessant delight As the raven chases the wren Back to where it all began With her faint song lulling Pain starts dulling A moment’s purity etched As rain drizzled, Delicate droplets fall From faded denim skies And...

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Lonely lies to myself A string of hope Clung to, hung to Like the rope I'll use When the time it comes A soaring, sweet release But for now, My only release Is this pen. Until it comes, The wren. ...

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64, Many More for Wren We belatedly sing, Uncork a bottle of wine, For Jen “Teetotaling”, We imbibe Jen Joy sunshine! Annapolis is gaining as less “NYing”, Jen Wren for out loud “Whinin’”, Rick & you go out dining, Listen to music that’s fine, On the Bay, enjoy sailing, To Darby, Rickie & Sean be benign, Worse than a NY storm is taxi hailing, Dress to the...

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I love the birds that make their home in Florida… The woodpeckers, doves and cardinals who live just beyond our front door… The pelicans, herons and spoonbills we see on our walks along the shore. And when we get to Florida…it does’t matter when…. I love how we are greeted every morning…by the Carolina wren. The Carolina wren is a...

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A Carolina Wren bobs and weaves inside a ring of sunlight. It is shadow boxing, but there are no shadows yet it still jabs and moves. A boxer fights the shadow of himself....

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Like fireflies glimmering, glistening Tempting the night with their intimate kisses, Robins and wrens, breathless wings dancing Waltzing in the wind, swaying and twirling Erasing every doubt of falling through blue skies Cloudless as the morning dawning hope, Reminding hearts of the victories discovered In the spirits of waving jays and finches, All those winged reasons that whisper faith To the believer and light...

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in my garden amidst the flowers and hanging baskets I notice a wren bouncing around, busy, eating, exploring the bird does not stand out but blends in with brownish hues you usually have to look close to see a little garden wren you cannot entice them with seeds, no way, they want worms even a bug will do, oh,...

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When I loved the Hen was then: A hen sings not like a wren; Hence, not in my Good Books Hen While, there, safe and sound Wren! The sounds hens make not for pen If poets did adore them: when? He was no poet: George O Ben, Never a verse dropped: Friend ken. Hens Ben loved fried as chicken, Time Ken would invade kitchen... Prefer...

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Wren, wren, hungry wren, what do you see today? A lonely man with scraps of bread he could have thrown away. Wren, wren, little wren, what do you see in me? A smiling man who seeks out birds for his society? Wren, wren, with baby wren, how do you treat your young? You feed them well, as I once did and teach them songs you've sung. Wren,...

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Buttery affection rains from the skies Nurturing the tulips and daffodils Bursts of joy upon the earth, to arise With wonderous smiles, sunny thrills Robins and wrens wrestle with the wind Laughing and crooning, inspiring serenity Warring with the windchimes, chagrined By the swirling charms of love’s amenity Oaks and birch whisper to the affections Offering their silent hope with a caress From the budding...

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She rode into town on an eagle’s wing We did not know what to do when she started to sing We had never seen a delicate faerie with such zing. We had no idea what the rest of the day might bring. I am the wren faerie, she told us all. I can show you how to walk upright and...

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Faerie with soul of a baby wren Celebrating sweet spirit of her dead twin Spiritual warmth flowing once again Parading throughout the gentle glen. Faerie with soul of a baby wren Dreaming of reuniting with her lovely twin Spiritual awakened in a dream state when…. She embraces her dream, where they both win....

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