#birds poems on Hello Poetry

Gerry Sykes 6d

A mendacious murmuration
  of black pixels dance a fractal fandango
  against the pale pink sky
telling you that all is well with the world.
A susurration of complacency–
  above the exhaust-scented streets
  of Birmingham’s melting asphalt–
whispers, “Don’t worry,
ignore the heatstroke starlings
dropping from the sky
onto viscous pitch dark bitumen”.

The original idea for this poem was the phrase "mendacious murmuration"
Mendacious - lying and
murmuration the word that describes a flock of starlings swirling randomly at sunset.
I chose the word susurration because of the consonance with complacency - I think the meaning of susuration - a hissing whispering sound is not only onomatopeic but also suggests something sinister.

The underlying narrative ids not that nature lies - but er choose to be misled into thinking all is well.

#environment #starlings #birds #nature #pollution

amelie 7d

birds

i think i was supposed to be a bird
the way i hate winter
and the cold weather always seems to get to me
i would love to migrate somewhere warmer
somewhere my seasonal depression would never get to me

i think i was supposed to be a bird
the way i always flee from things
and leave things that are good for me
i would love to be able to run away from my problems
run away from people that love me and never look back

i think i was supposed to be a bird
the way i long for family
and raise kids
i would love to make a family that is better than the one i was raised in
to make a home full of love

i think i was supposed to be a bird
the way i wish i was a part of a flock
and have people to count on
i would love to have a group that always gets along
always there for each other

i wish i was bird

i saw a huge flock of birds migrating today and it made me realize how interesting they are and how badly i want to be one

#birds #seasonaldepression #winter #selfsabotage #family

Zywa Dec 20

[ Our cherry orchard ]

Our cherry orchard

is full of glitter-garlands --

Do the birds party?

Collection "Local inconveniences"

#cherries #orchard #birds

Alexandra King Dec 19

The Birds

i feed the birds when i can.
they dive down, chattering,
chiding, finally respecting gravity.
taking their fill, and if they can,
their neighbor's too.

a friend once told me that
we just needed to trust the birds
they come, they go, they'll come again
i think of how they do not hesitate
to **** on his car, but he loves them anyway.

i watch them from behind glass, behind bars,
sealed safely, sheltered, but alone
with arms that didn't know how to be wings instead.
i think today i'll buy them more peanuts
but i know my legs won't carry me there.

i tell myself that the birds need me,
that without my offerings to the sky they'd starve
but as we watch each other- close, but not too close
i remember that they're free to eat anywhere in eden
but chose to show me kindness.

#loneliness #freedom #birds #isolation

Stacey Dec 18

Today

The air is fresh
The sky is clear
The birds are singing
The smell is pure

Something I found in an old journal... I just needed it today

#sun #fresh #pure #birds #air #sky

Andi Leigh Dec 11

The Smell of Sawdust

Trapped in a birdhouse
With one way in and one
Way out.
Destined to return and
Make it home.
Unpainted wood walls,
The smell of sawdust.
Twigs and dead leaves
Line the bottom but
Will it be warm enough?
Nails rusting as the roof
Splits—swollen cedar;
Mold moves in, fallen
Feathers join the nest.

#birds #nature #outdoors

Bekah Halle Dec 2

"my mowing brings all the birds to the yard"

Quenching my thirst,
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,
I gulp (ladylike, of course)
tepid water, slowing my burst
to match the quiet calm,
I catch a glimpse of new birds
playing on the army-cut grass,
short and sharp. Need for replenishing balm!
I smile; a 90's tune comes to mind,
but with a 'fresh' take:
"my mowing [milkshake] brings
all the birds [boys] to the yard..."
La la, la la, la. Grind!

Kelis’ My Milkshake…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6AwXKJoKJz4&ab_channel=KelisVEVO

#birds #milkshake #mowing

Sabrina Shapiro Nov 19

Pity

A proud mother's push
Wings spreading to catch the breeze,
a baby grounded

#haiku #nature #birds #pity

Valentine Oct 24

creation

goldfinches and chickadees
cinched on branches
chirping up the trees
do they sing this song for themselves
to feel at ease
or is it to be heard
for the betterment of humanity

when I write in the dead of night
what is it for?

#nature #birds #creation #writing #art