Category: Poems About Birds Butterflies Animals
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A Short Bird Haiku Poem About Chickadees On Feeders
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Do you love to watch birds on the feeder? What can we learn from these marvels of nature? In this post that includes a short haiku poem about black capped chickadees on feeders, you’ll discover some interesting facts about these birds as well as what we can learn from observing them.
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Bird Haiku About Spring and End of Hibernation 5 7 5
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Spring’s almost here. Can you feel it? A post on the healing power of birdsong, the arrival of spring, and a 5 7 5 bird haiku about spring and the end of animals in hibernation.
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Short Haiku Poem About Kingfisher Bird 5 7 5
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A post that includes a bird haiku about the belted kingfisher (5-7-5) and also highlights facts about the bird, a personal reflection, the symbolism of the kingfisher, and what we can learn from nature’s beautiful bird.
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Short Haiku Bird Poem about Red Tailed Hawks 5 7 5
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A short bird haiku poem about red tailed hawks, 5 7 5. This modern haiku portrays the predatory nature of the hawk and the special features of this falcon. The post also contains some interesting facts about the bird.
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Haiku Poem About Barn Owls Birds 5-7-5
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In the stillness of night, a ghost-like figure silently glides over an open field in the country. A screech fills the darkness.
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A Poem About Crows – Mysterious Birds of Intelligence and Wisdom
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Crows have long been revered in Native American folklore, as well as in many other cultures throughout the world. These black-feathered birds carry a sense of mystery, melancholy, and have been seen as omens of death or messengers between worlds. As biology has progressed, we have discovered just how remarkably smart crows are. This poem…
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Metamorphosis A Poem About Butterflies and God’s Grace
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Metamorphosis A Poem About Butterflies and God’s GraceInching along the earthcrunching, munching on misfortuneuntil pain wrapped itself like a cocoon -a castle outside the rooms of a hardened heart.Drowning, surely dying in the dark.Only to emerge from the wombreborn from a tomb of self-inflicted woundstransformed by the Divine spark.With wings of vibrant colorcarrying the evidence…
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Songs of Spring Nature Poem About Birds Singing
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Songs of Spring A Nature Poem About Birds Singing The robins are back chirping. The cardinals have resumed singing out from the bushes they’ve used for shelter these past few months. They bring joy. They bring hope that spring is just ’round the corner, that I can cope, each day getting warmer, each day the…
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Poem about Birdsong Birds Singing in Spring in the Morning
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Birdsong – A Poem The birds of morning take their placesupon the stage of life’s amphitheaterwhere their voices have remained mute for months.But today, they rise in joyful chorus,belting out melodious tunes. Isn’t it funny how such a small animalcan make a giant footprint upon the souland lift a heavy heart higherthan pharmaceutical cocktails and…
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Everyday Miracles – A Poem About Finding God and Contentment in Ordinary Things
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Finding Miracles in Everyday Life Nature has so many miracles lurking in the ordinary. We can find so many miracles in everyday life–we just have to learn to pay attention and be mindful which is hard to do in the modern world with so many distractions and with how fast paced life has become. But…
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Feathers On the Feeder – A Poem About Birds
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Feathers On the Feeder – A Poem About Birds Carefree and playful like a child, Your wings flutter in the autumn breeze. You crack open your seeds with supreme diligence, Wrapped up in the gift of the present moment. If only I could be more like you – Unaware of the future, Unaltered by anxieties…
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn Cock crows resound, penetrate through dense clouds of moisture. Silence stirs. Nature’s alarm clock has sounded. Pellets of dew cover meadows in morning like a soggy wet blanket. Forests are brimming with life long before the sun wakes to greet the day. The creatures of morning…
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Sparrow – A Poem About Nature and God
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Sparrow – A Poem About Nature and God A house sparrow is busy outside my window Gathering bits of grass in his beak – Supplies needed for this year’s nest. Some biological impulse is pushing him, Performing actions he doesn’t even understand, An invisible hand directing his reason. It doesn’t take microscopes, telescopes, or theories…
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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing
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The Writer and the Wild – A Poem About Nature and Writing White winged wonder wandering, wobbling west beside water. Flitting feathers flying – flocks fleeing for fields of gold. Sun shinning. Stream shimmering. Chinook salmon swimming, spawning sacks, spewing semen. Man musing merrily, mindfully mapping manuscript In a mad, maniacal manner. -Poem Written by…
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A Poem About Sunrise and Morning – Dawn
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Dawn – A Poem About Sunrise and Morning The fluttering of a thousand wings flap and fill the sky – blackbirds and geese fly to unknown destinations. The cool dew of morning runs down the grasses’ backs, gathering upon the soil. A misty fog hovers beneath the trees and the sun begins peaking out over…
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The Cardinal – A Poem
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The Cardinal – A Poem Scarlet red against the snowy white, I see you at the feeder munching on sunflower seed. You do not know me. But I know you. I’ve watched you from the window-sill, perched upon the feeder, cracking seeds open with your beak in the early morning winter, ruffling your feathers to…
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The Greatest Spectacle in Town – Poem About the Beauty of Nature At Sunrise
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The Greatest Spectacle in Town – Poem About the Beauty of Nature At Sunrise There’s beauty on the horizon, the cock’s announcing the resounding crow. The wisps of night fade away, replaced by dawn’s early glow. The treetops shake off their early shower, still covered with dew drops from leaf to branch. The birds of…
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