Heated Birdbaths

Collection of Bird Poems and Poetry


Crows-Poem


By R. Moore - Australia



They wait for me,

Wrapped in thick, jet-black coats

Of feathers


Their eyes, they look

Straight through me

See my darkest secrets


Know what I think.


But when I step outside,

They flee screaming

In their harsh piercing voices

Determined to hide from me


But they hold no secret

They don't mean to scare

It's not their fault


They're the way they are.



A bird haiku sampler…


By Joseph Kozlowski


geese in flight formation



Canada Geese


Canada Geese land

on the pond as if eager

to learn ice skating





Bird Evolution


evolution in action

sparrows filching food

from the finch feader





Birdbrain?


birds on window ledge

inform us October is

fill the feeder time





Another Perspective


high in Yellowstone

watching the hawk slowly glide

far far down below




Red-Winged Blackbird - Poem


By Joseph Kozlowski


Red-Winged Blackbird Poem



Red-winged Blackbird

With wives' all speckled brown,

Nesting near the water,

Never near the town.




Red-winged Blackbird

Living in the field,

Why not the forest,

Which offers better shield?



Red-winged Blackbird

Flying through the sky,

Your colors are so vivid,

They seem to come from dye.



Symphony At Dawn


By Joseph Kozlowski


western meadowlark



Slowly waking to cacophony,


The pre-concert


Tuning of a symphony.




Then silent pause, pre-syncopation,


To build what's now



Our anticipation.




Sir Cardinal takes the opening bar.


Calling his wife,


Who responds from afar.




Repeating notes like a fine-tuned string,


He corresponds


To a fine violin.





Robin's come, she’s trilling Ola,


Adding much,


With her viola.




Mourning Doves are more like cellos,


A supporting cast


Of charming fellows.




Blue Jays' more a musical riddle,


Do they play brass,


Or more bass fiddle?






The shiny section starts en masse,


As Grackles screech


Like a hinge of brass.





Starlings add discordant notes,


As a little flock


Above us floats.




Hermit Thrush acts the hobo,


With perfect pitch,


On his solo oboe.




It's often nice to add a singer,


And Wood Thrush alto,


Is a real humdinger.




Nothing like a finale drummer,


And "Woody" throbs


Like a frenzied plumber.





Rainbow Birds


By Joseph Kozlowski


Red: Red-"tinged" Blackbird sippin' near the
well,
Scarlet Tanager who's not The Pimpernel,
Red-breasted Nuthatches, a downward batch,
And fidgety Mr. Cardinal with his red thatch.

Orange: Black-headed Grosbeak's good for hobnobbin',
Then I’m bobbin' with the orange red Robin,
Baltimore Oriole's out for a spin,
Know the name of his Northern twin?

Green: The Green-winged Teal with speculum flashing green,
Glossy Ibis who likes to preen,
Mrs. Western Tanager, nicknamed Olive and somewhat restive,
With friend Mr. Mallard and his head that's festive.


Blue: Beautiful Eastern Bluebird floats o'er a bay,
While good old Blue Jay's raucous some say,
Mountain Bluebird's graceful I’ve heard,
And Indigo Bunting is an awesome bird.

Yellow: Yellow-breasted Chats, which actually croak,
Black-headed Grosbeak is quite the bloke,
Cousin Evening Grosbeak has moved to the east,
But the "wild canary" is not a beast.

Purple: Poor Purple Martin's more a steely blue,
But let's not forget the Purple Gallinule.




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