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Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: bird, funeral, grief,

Myna Bird Solace

There they were, in the center of
our asphalt cul-de-sac street
circled around their dead companion,
four common myna birds, holding
their own semblance of a funeral.
I slowly backed out of my driveway
and passed by them in quiet reverie.
They didn't attempt to fly away or
even move as I passed by them.
Tears flooded my eyes as I realized
how much they were deeply grieving.
Their friend was truly loved and grieved
as we'd grieve the loss of a loved one.
Later on when I returned home the 
dead bird was gone, and so were they.

© Connie Marcum Wong

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: appreciation, bird, birth, death, life, spiritual, symbolism,

Like A Phoenix

To live forever like the phoenix; To re-taste the process of birth; From the cleansing flames, to rise Knowing death is no end; An eternal soul On a journey May just find Supreme Bliss.

Poem Details | by Maureen McGreavy |
Categories: bereavement, bird, muse,

Disappearing Ink


                                A sky without birds ~
                                Is a poem without words


Poem Details | by Laura Leiser |
Categories: bird, dark, death,

Black Caw Crow

Black caw crow flies overhead 
black caw crow cries sounds of dread
birds shiver in covert trees
mice skitter, scatter and flee. 

Watercolor skies abound 
mournful clouds cling to the ground
critters hide ‘neath fans of leaves
silent refuge from the siege. 

Lazy slugs and snails alight
peaking black crow’s appetite
swooping down without a sound
black crow strikes as raindrops pound. 

Black caw crow flies overhead 
black caw crow cries sounds of dread.   

Written on 3/10/2020 

Poem Details | by Gene Bourne |
Categories: analogy, animal, autumn, bird, death, earth, emotions,

Haiku 5

In its final soar 
Finds the limb it learned to fly 
Lands, to fly no more 

Gene Bourne


Poem Details | by Kishan sharma |
Categories: beautiful, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bird, birth, birthday, blue, class, computer, corruption, creation, dad, day, deep, girl, love, love hurts, missing, missing you, moon,

Love for someone,

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.

Life has listened to me,
Why do you co-exit?
Love you all,
We all hate hatred.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?

Everyone broken my heart,
Why do you do me love?
Why do you want us everything?
We have given everything to us only punishment.

Sorrow is my companion now,
Why do you tears your drowsy?
The happiness you have received,
The realization of the world of sorrow.

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: bird, death,

The Raven

Through the open window
An unintended entry way
Pale the moonlight streaming
Careless, now the price to pay

It perched upon my bedpost
All reality to confound
A tilted head, a beady eye
As yet he made no sound

My secret now revealed
He knew my every thought
My visitor in a feathered cape
Harbinger of death he brought

At last a guttural  caw I heard
And in terror begged" no more",
"Leave me be to my just fate
for yes, I killed the fair Lenore"….

With apology to Mr... Poe

Poem Details | by The Grahamburglar |
Categories: bird, blessing, death of a friend, farewell, friend, friendship, goodbye,

Sense of Touch

That Bench He goes there every day; to that bench in the shade; Where his shoes have formed small clearings in the gravel; where his wool sport coat has rubbed smooth the paint. He goes there every day, to that bench in the shade where the squirrels eat straight from his hand as little birds frantically snatch up seeds he's sprinkled about. He goes there every day, to that bench in the shade but not today…and not again.
08/30/15 Submission for Contest: The Sense of Touch Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud

Poem Details | by Andres Rocha |
Categories: allusion, bird, death, deep, depression, heartbroken, i miss you,

A Life Sentence

Dear freedom, your sweet innocent voice seems
Now like a distant echo, lost in the wind.
Hopes lost in a set of broken dreams,
With heavy chains, to your heart of stone pinned.

Day by day, night by night, without an end in sight,
Tortured by the ravaging beak of time, flying
With wings of solit'de, displaying its might, 
And hatred-filled eyes, watching me dying. 

These chains around my heart like a vicious snake
Poisoning my soul with darkness and despair. 
A dreadful nightmare from which I will wake
And look into destiny's most wicked glare. 

I stand under shadows cast by heaven's light,
And into sleep I fade, witho't a fight.

Poem Details | by Probir Gupta |
Categories: beauty, bereavement, bird, dance, imagery, uplifting,

I t Was One of Those Mornings

Seismic waves shook the ground under our feet
On that passionate morning we could not meet
         Little did I understand then
         I would soon be crestfallen
Completely a lonely soul in the meaningless street
Beaten broken bewildered battered and bereaved

The other day when you poured me pink and warm
Passion pulsar profuse in grace and exquisite charm
           From your purple front door
           To my restless slight shore
My tree was in dance as its leaves you gently stirred
The south wind was back together with its pretty bird
March 9, 2016 

Poem Details | by Maureen McGreavy |
Categories: bird, death, image,

Falling Feathers


Tautogram Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper

Poem Details | by White Wolf |
Categories: analogy, bird, death,

The Lady and the Wren:

With a flower in her hand, She strolled on by, Smiling at a wren, Who asked her why? Her world slipping fast, Still, she stopped to reply, "Come here a little closer" So no one else could hear. "I have lost my family, And all that I hold dear." So he pondered for a moment, Then flew off in fear. She thought that was rude of him, Then gave it no second thought, While approaching a willow grove, She thought she saw him fly by. As she entered through the trees, Her eyes flew open wide, There he was with a hundred more, To welcome her to their sky.

Poem Details | by Roxane Aristy |
Categories: absence, angel, appreciation, bereavement, bird, paradise, tribute,

Tiempo Profundo

 to my son, Tito 

A handful of sand in the angel's palm,
how often you strummed and sifted the metaphor 
of Long Beach (since you were four and rolled 
and unrolled and jotted down the specks of time 
as if you knew what was behind the flimsy skies
that threw your quantum song asunder).

Poem Details | by Sandra Adams |
Categories: bird, death, sea, sunset,

beneath amethyst skies

in the depths of my mind
i still see you there

you aged with grace
like the flight of swan
on the horizon
of amethyst skies
as they blend crimson
beneath the setting sun

i saw your wings fold
falling silent against your chest
as you took your last whispered breath
beneath the featherless shadows of time
leaving me alone
stranded on the sands
that death robs
when the hourglass 
of time stops

i still count the grains
washed upon the shores
as the ocean lashes back
in salted sprays
upon my sunken face

i look back
as my footsteps fade
beneath the rhythm
of its calmer waves
realizing i stand alone
breathless in the expansion
of mind's hold

Poem Details | by Maureen McGreavy |
Categories: appreciation, bird, death, nature,

circling overhead

                                             dark angels

                                   where no prayers are left


Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: beauty, bereavement, bird, grief, muse, song,

Red Cap Requiem

a cardinal sang ...

sweet, to send my soul soaring,

til I saw his muse ...

a beautied mate - his one love -

cold and still ... on April snow.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Let The Pens Flow - Tanka" Poetry Contest, Jenish Somadas, Judge & Sponsor.

( Syllables = 5, 7, 5, 7, 7, counted at )

Poem Details | by Regina Elliott |
Categories: bereavement, bird, tribute,


flight ninety-three fell
spirits silent silver chairs
sparrows sing of her

Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,

This is me

My knees were the things that 
kept me up and my skin is my 
cutting board my eyes are the 
rain clouds to the fire running 
down my arms and my heart is 
the fire place that keeps me 
burning so calm

Poem Details | by Joe Flach |
Categories: angel, eulogy, poets,

The Caged Bird is Set Free

Our caged bird will sing no more
Though her songs will live on forever
Angel wings she now adorns
With our tears upon each feather

The freedom she sought
The love that she taught
The words that she strung together
Are treasures to keep
While in sorrow we weep
For a world that will never forget her

From the bodily cage
Her soul now flies free
And ascends to the heavens on high
The songs that she sung
She sang for everyone
With a dream that will never die

I will miss our sweet bird
But will remember her words
That she sang from inside the cage
As we hear them repeat
In verses sown sweet
When she was the star of the stage

Poem Details | by Sergio Roiatti |
Categories: death, depression, lost lovebird, bird, grave,

Whisper In The Wind

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
I am not here, I am in the sky.
I am that diamond that flies so high, 
The bird that sings
That calms your mind.

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
You are not alone, 
I am by your side.
Never far, always near, 
To wipe away that salty tear.

Do not come to my grave and cry, 
I am not here, I am in the sky.
I am that diamond that flies so high, 
The bird that sings, 
The whisper in the wind; 
That calms your mind.

Poem Details | by john beharry |
Categories: baby, bird, butterfly, cat, death, flying, insect, mother, nature, sad, sorrow,

Haiku 5 - mournful cries, way of nature, flight into eternity

mournful cries fill the air
mother bird calling for its baby
eaten by the cat

mantis catches butterfly
I am sad: yet, that is 
the way of nature

loud feathered thud
- flight into eternity
deceptive glass pane

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: absence, age, angel, art, baptism, beauty, bereavement, best friend, bird, birth, car, care, celebration, celebrity, child, childhood, children,

Chinese New Year

Red envelope
Bursting with luck
Dragons dancing in the street

Poem Details | by RUDOLPH RINALDI |
Categories: bird, death, feelings, giving, poems, satire,

kill two birds with one stone

kill two birds with one stone 
why kill two birds with one stone
when one can kill them 
more efficiently with a drone
or more appropriately 
LOVE them through A poem

Poem Details | by JAY JOHNSON |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, africa, age, allah, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal, anniversary, anti bullying, april, arabic, assonance, autumn, baby, beach, best friend, betrayal, bird, birthday, brother, daughter, death, faith, father, hope, life, loss, lost love, mother, nostalgia, religion, satire, sister, son, sympathy,



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.


Poem Details | by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories: dedication, funeral, love, song, bird, bird, song,

My Little Bird

I heard my little bird singing the breeze,
I heard her singing on a breath of air,
The air that slowly moves through forest trees,
The old, oak trees where initials declare,
Declarations made upon love’s high trapeze.

Old memories recalled again today,
Another day, another time, we knew,
I knew that bird song would echo my way,
The way a joyful song reminds of you,
The you that I hold dear in my heart to stay.

In memory of my little bird, Tash

RIP sweetheart!


Form: Sicilian Quintains