To Our Mocking-Bird : Died of our cat , May 1878 : : by Sidney Lanier ▼ I.Trillets of humor, — shrewdest whistle-wit, —Contralto cadences of grave desireSuch as from off the passionate Indian pyreDrift down through sandal-odored flames that splitAbout the slim young widow who doth sitAnd sing above, — midnights of tone entire,Continue reading “To Our Mocking-Bird : Sidney Lanier : : Bird Poems : :”
Category Archives: Bird Poems
The Mocking – Bird: William Henry Timrod : : Bird Poems : :
The Mocking-Bird : : by William Henry Timrod ▼ Nor did lackSweet music to the magic of the scene:The little crimson-breasted NonpareilWas there, his tiny feet scarce bending downThe silken tendril that he lighted onTo pour his love notes; and in russet coat,Most homely, like true genius bursting forthIn spite of adverse fortune, a fullContinue reading “The Mocking – Bird: William Henry Timrod : : Bird Poems : :”
Hush Little Baby , Don’t Say A Word ( Nursery rhyme ) : Mother Goose : : Bird Poems : :
Hush little baby, don’t say a word : : By Mother Goose : : Hush little baby, don’t say a word,Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won’t sing,Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns to brass,Papa’s gonna buy you a looking glass. And if thatContinue reading “Hush Little Baby , Don’t Say A Word ( Nursery rhyme ) : Mother Goose : : Bird Poems : :”
Mocking – Bird : H W Longfellow : : Bird Poems : :
Mocking-Bird : : by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ▼ Then from a neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers,Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o’er the water,Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music,That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.Plaintive at first were the tonesContinue reading “Mocking – Bird : H W Longfellow : : Bird Poems : :”
Finch Poems : Various Poets : : Bird Poems : :
* Darwin’s Finches : : By Deborah Digges ( 1950 –2009 ) My mother always called it a nest, the multi-colored mass harvested from her six daughters’ brushes, and handed it to one of us after she had shaped it, as we sat in front of the fire drying our hair. She said some birdsContinue reading “Finch Poems : Various Poets : : Bird Poems : :”
The Robbers : Robert William Service : : Bird Poems : :
The Robbers : : by Robert William Service : : Alas! I see that thrushes three Are ravishing my old fig tree,In whose green shade I smoked my pipe And waited for the fruit to ripe;From green to purple softly swell Then drop into my lap to tellThat it is succulently sweet And excellent toContinue reading “The Robbers : Robert William Service : : Bird Poems : :”
The Green Linnet : William Wordsworth : : Bird Poems : :
The Green Linnet : : by William Wordsworth 1770 – 1850 ) ▼ Beneath these fruit-tree boughs that shedTheir snow-white blossoms on my head,With brightest sunshine round me spreadOf Spring’s unclouded weather,In this sequestered nook how sweetTo sit upon my orchard-seat!And flowers and birds once more to greet,My last year’s friends together.One have I marked,Continue reading “The Green Linnet : William Wordsworth : : Bird Poems : :”
Blackbird Poems : Various Poets : : Bird Poems : :
* A Boy ScoutsPatrol Song, 1913 : ; by Rudyard Kipling These are our regulations– There’s just one law for the Scout And the first and the last, and the present and the past, And the future and the perfect is “Look out!” I, thou and he, look out! We, ye and they, look out!Continue reading “Blackbird Poems : Various Poets : : Bird Poems : :”
The Sun Has Burst The Sky : Jenny Joseph : : Bird Poems : :
The sun has burst the sky : : By Jenny Joseph::The sun has burst the skyBecause I love youAnd the river its banks. The sea laps the great rocksBecause I love youAnd takes no heed of the moon dragging it awayAnd saying coldly ‘Constancy is not for you’. The blackbird fills the airBecause I loveContinue reading “The Sun Has Burst The Sky : Jenny Joseph : : Bird Poems : :”
Captivity : Robert William Service : : Bird Poems : :
Captivity : : by Robert William Service : ,: O meadow lark, so wild and free,It cannot be, it cannot be,That men to merchandise your spellDo close you in a wicker hell! O hedgerow thrush so mad with glee,it cannot be, it cannot be,They rape you from your hawthorn foamTo make a cell of steelContinue reading “Captivity : Robert William Service : : Bird Poems : :”
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