BIRD POEMS

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Way To Go

She was born in the hills
dotted with villages quiet and small.
Her village was breathtakingly beautiful
With a scenic landscape,
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C K Rawat
A Bird Came Down The Walk

328

A Bird came down the Walk-
He did not know I saw-
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Emily Dickinson
My First Ever Mistake

The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
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Abubakar Mohammed Musa
Wormwood And Nightshade

The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon
Red Signal

Red is the color of love
But; 4 me red
Is a color of stop
My red signal;my periods
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Amina Hanfa
A Winter Night

When biting Boreas, fell and doure,
Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r;
When Phœbus gies a short-liv'd glow'r,
Far south the lift,
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Robert Burns
The Cuckoo-clock

Wouldst thou be taught, when sleep has taken flight,
By a sure voice that can most sweetly tell,
How far off yet a glimpse of morning light,
And if to lure the truant back be well,
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William Wordsworth
Dust Is The Only Secret

153

Dust is the only Secret—
Death, the only One
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Emily Dickinson
I Guess It's Over

I guess they were right,
when they said the world isn't all black and white.
Nothing lasts forever,
but I thought we'd stay together
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Duwayne Frieslaar
The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell

THE ARGUMENT

RINTRAH roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
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William Blake
My Mother, Me And Our Special Moment

My world is small, restricted,
I wake up, it's warm and darkness,
I'm floating in the water, but i dont feel coldness,
I feel loved and protected.
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Cristina Teodor
At Half Past Three, A Single Bird

1084

At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
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Emily Dickinson
Song Of Myself

1
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
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Walt Whitman
Eve

“While I sit at the door
Sick to gaze within
Mine eye weepeth sore
For sorrow and sin:
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Christina Rossetti
Ode To Walt Whitman

By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks
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Federico Garcà­a Lorca
O Naive Bird

O Naive,
O Naive Bird,come back home,
Come back come,
You room countries in a bad shape,
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Pallavi Deepchand
All For Me

All for me the bumble-bee
Drones his song in the perfect weather;
And, just on purpose to sing to me,
Thrush and blue-bird came North together.
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sandpiper

The roaring alongside he takes for granted,
and that every so often the world is bound to shake.
He runs, he runs to the south, finical, awkward,
in a state of controlled panic, a student of Blake.
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Elizabeth Bishop
Morning

We stood among the boats and nets;
We saw the swift clouds fall,
We watched the schooners scamper in
Before the sudden squall;-
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Don Marquis
Will There Really Be A "morning"?

101

Will there really be a "Morning"?
Is there such a thing as "Day"?
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Emily Dickinson
Lyrebirds

Over the west side of the mountain,
that-s lyrebird country.
I could go down there, they say, in the early morning,
and I-d see them, I-d hear them.
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Judith Wright
Cold Morning

Through an accidental crack in the curtain
I can see the eight o'clock light change from
charcoal to a faint gassy blue, inventing things

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Eamon Grennan
The Pilgrim

I fasted for some forty days on bread and buttermilk,
For passing round the bottle with girls in rags or silk,
In country shawl or Paris cloak, had put my wits astray,
And what's the good of women, for all that they can say
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William Butler Yeats
Jessie Cameron

“Jessie, Jessie Cameron,
Hear me but this once,” quoth he.
“Good luck go with you, neighbor's son,
But I'm no mate for you,” quoth she.
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Christina Rossetti
Magpies

Along the road the magpies walk
with hands in pockets, left and right.
They tilt their heads, and stroll and talk.
In their well-fitted black and white.
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Judith Wright
The Way To Know The Bobolink

1279

The Way to know the Bobolink
From every other Bird
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Emily Dickinson
The Bowl Of Contentment

Oh! Africa, You have baked me black
In the oven of your Sahara,
The attribute of resilience.

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Dauda Tholley
A Little While, A Little While

A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
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Emily Brontë
A Bronze Head

Here at right of the entrance this bronze head,
Human, superhuman, a bird's round eye,
Everything else withered and mummy-dead.
What great tomb-haunter sweeps the distant sky
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William Butler Yeats
My Sunshine

When I woke up and couldn't behold d light that the sun gives,
I couldn't help but think about you
Because the sun wasn't here to remind me of your smile,Smile this morning ,I want you to smile this morning because your smile brings hope to everything around you,Am missing your smile,missing your smile early this day.

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Blue Poet
Is This Democracy

*IS THIS DEMOCRACY?*

Even in the mist of griefs and pains,
When the story shall be divulged,
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Paciolo Pen Saint
A Rainy Day

Oh, what a blessed interval
A rainy day may be!
No lightning flash nor tempest roar,
But one incessant, steady pour
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Hattie Howard
Why Do Birds Sing?

Let poets piece prismatic words,
Give me the jewelled joy of birds!

What ecstasy moves them to sing?
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Robert Service
To A Bird At Dawn

O bird that somewhere yonder sings,
In the dim hour 'twixt dreams and dawn,
Lone in the hush of sleeping things,
In some sky sanctuary withdrawn;
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Richard Le Gallienne
My Namesake

Addressed to Francis Greenleaf Allison of Burlington, New Jersey.

You scarcely need my tardy thanks,
Who, self-rewarded, nurse and tend--
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John Greenleaf Whittier
Venus And Adonis

Even as the sun with purple-coloured face
Had ta'en his last leave of the weeping morn,
Rose-cheeked Adonis hied him to the chase;
Hunting he loved, but love he laughed to scorn.
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William Shakespeare
Bénédiction (benediction)

Lorsque, par un décret des puissances suprêmes,
Le Poète apparaît en ce monde ennuyé,
Sa mère épouvantée et pleine de blasphèmes
Crispe ses poings vers Dieu, qui la prend en pitié:
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Charles Baudelaire
Time: My Friend And For

Time is my early friend, the best friend too
This lovely world that has brought me into.
That has showed me the beauty of the sea
Lakes, rocks , sky , moon and also the tree.
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Balaram Sarkar
Sumter In Ruins

I.
Ye batter down the lion's den,
But yet the lordly beast g'oes free;
And ye shall hear his roar again,
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William Gilmore Simms
High From The Earth I Heard A Bird

1723

High from the earth I heard a bird,
He trod upon the trees
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Emily Dickinson
Birds In Summer

How pleasant the life of a bird must be,
Flitting about in each leafy tree;
In the leafy trees so broad and tall,
Like a green and beautiful palace hall,
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Mary Howitt
Ploughing The Land

Ploughing the land--
not even a bird singing
in the mountain's shadow.

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Yosa Buson
Tom O'roughley

'THOUGH logic-choppers rule the town,
And every man and maid and boy
Has marked a distant object down,
An aimless joy is a pure joy,'
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William Butler Yeats
There Will Come Soft Rains

(War Time)

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
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Sara Teasdale
Endymion: Book I

ENDYMION.

A Poetic Romance.

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John Keats
The Wind In The Hemlock

Steely stars and moon of brass,
How mockingly you watch me pass!
You know as well as I how soon
I shall be blind to stars and moon,
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Sara Teasdale
May Day

A delicate fabric of bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
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Sara Teasdale
The Dove

In Virgil's Sacred Verse we find,
That Passion can depress or raise
The Heav'nly, as the Human Mind:
Who dare deny what Virgil says?
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Matthew Prior
Extremes

I

A little boy once played so loud
That the Thunder, up in a thunder-cloud,
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James Whitcomb Riley
Song (she’s Somewhere In The Sunlight Strong)

She's somewhere in the sunlight strong,
Her tears are in the falling rain,
She calls me in the wind's soft song,
And with the flowers she comes again.
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Richard Le Gallienne