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Birds Poem in English
1. Spirits in Mid-Day
On a mid-day in September
‘Bout a minute just past three
I had seen a cardinal in a rose bush
And I’m sure that he’d seen me
‘Cause when I stood there observing him
Like a treasured holy grail
He looked at me and tweeted twice
And then he shook his tail
A single reddish-yellow rose
No others have I seen
Just the one with a blue-like ring
With speckled spots of green
Caught- there in a moment
Thought- ’bout what someone said
That when you see a cardinal
It’s a messenger from the dead
We watched each other’s eyes; in trance
As time kept frozen still
Then, when I saw him fly away
It left me with a chill
….Charles Messina
2. Ye Happy Little Birds
O ye happy little birds.
That circle through the air;
Would that I your life could lead –
Not a sorrow, not a care.
Happy every fleeting hour.
As you fly from bower to bower,
Chirping tones of mirth and glee.
Praising God who keepeth thee.
Some day happy little birds
You will fly so high.
Until you reach the heaven of heaven.
And, to me, you’ll sing good-bye.
….Mary C. Plummer
3. The Rainbird
I hear a rainbird singing
Far off. How fine and clear
His plaintive voice comes ringing
With rapture to the ear!
Over the misty wood-lots,
Across the first spring heat,
Comes the enchanted cadence,
So clear, so solemn-sweet.
How often I have hearkened;
To that high pealing strain
Across wild cedar barrens,
Under the soft gray rain!
How often I have wondered,
And longed in vain to know
The source of that enchantment,
That touch of human woe!
O brother, who first taught thee
To haunt the teeming spring
With that sad mortal wisdom
Which only age can bring?
….Bliss Carman
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4. Captain ‘effing’ Flint
My parrots name was Captain Flint,
Boy that bird could swear.
I never invited visitors,
So blue was the air.
He’d squawk “pretty effing polly”
Or “give us a cracker you t##t”
I’d never heard such swearing,
I never taught him that.
I bought him off a sailor
Who was heading back to sea,
He said to me, “you’ll love him
He’s such good company.”
And what he said was right
He entertained, it’s true.
I said “who’s a pretty boy then”
He squawked, ” well not effing you!”
The profanities just got too much,
I sold him, with regret.
But the house seems so quiet now,
Without my ‘effing’ pet!
….Gary Smith
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5. Robin’s Come
From the elm-tree’s topmost bough,
Hark! the robin’s early song!
Telling one and all that now
Merry springtime hastes along;
Welcome tidings dost thou bring,
Little harbinger of spring:
Robin’s come.
Of the winter we are weary,
Weary of the frost and snow;
Longing for the sunshine cheery,
And the brooklet’s gurgling flow;
Gladly then we hear thee sing
The joyful reveille of spring:
Robin’s come.
Ring it out o’er hill and plain,
Through the garden’s lonely bowers,
Till the green leaves dance again,
Till the air is sweet with flowers!
Wake the cowslips by the rill,
Wake the yellow daffodil:
Robin’s come.
Then, as thou wert wont of yore,
Build thy nest and rear thy young
Close beside our cottage door,
In the woodbine leaves among;
Hurt or harm thou need’st not fear,
Nothing rude shall venture near:
Robin’s come.
Singing still in yonder lane,
Robin answers merrily;
Ravished by the sweet refrain,
Alice clasps her hands in glee,
Calling from the open door,
With her soft voice o’er and o’er,
Robin’s come.
….William W. Caldwell
6. Nest Eggs
Birds all the sunny day
Flutter and quarrel
Here in the arbour-like
Tent of the laurel.
Here in the fork
The brown nest is seated;
Four little blue eggs
The mother keeps heated.
While we stand watching her
Staring like gabies,
Safe in each egg are the
Bird’s little babies.
Soon the frail eggs they shall
Chip, and upspringing
Make all the April woods
Merry with singing.
Younger than we are,
O children, and frailer,
Soon in blue air they’ll be,
Singer and sailor.
We, so much older,
Taller and stronger,
We shall look down on the
Birdies no longer.
They shall go flying
With musical speeches
High over head in the
Tops of the beeches.
In spite of our wisdom
And sensible talking,
We on our feet must go
Plodding and walking.
….Robert Louis Stevenson
Short Bird Poems
7. In the Garden
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.
And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad, –
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head
Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home
Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, plashless, as they swim.
….Emily Dickinson
8. Bird Poop in My Eye
Bird Poop in My Eye
Looking up into the sky
a bird pooped in my eye
as it was flying overhead
causing me to see red
It was warm and soggy
making me feel queasy
I scurried into the house
like an upset little mouse
I headed for the kitchen sink
and got there in a blink
Using the faucet spout
I tried to flush it out
When it was expelled
it had a funny smell
and the sink water
had a dirty colour
So when a bird is flying overhead
keep your head down instead
Do not look up into the sky
or you may get poop in your eye
….John Beharry
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9. What Does Little Birdie Say?’
What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
“Let me fly,” says little birdie,
“Mother, let me fly away.”
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till the little wings are stronger.
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.
What does little baby say,
In her bed at peep of day?
Baby says, like little birdie,
“Let me rise and fly away.”
Baby, sleep a little longer,
Till the little limbs are stronger.
If she sleeps a little longer,
Baby, too, shall fly away.
….Alfred Lord Tennyson
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10. My Garden Rides a Bird
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel –
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As ’twere a travelling Mill –
He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose –
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,
Till every spice is tasted –
And then his Fairy Gig
Reels in remoter atmospheres –
And I rejoin my Dog,
And He and I, perplex us,
If positive, ’twere we –
Or bore the Garden in the Brain
This Curiosity –
But He, the best Logician,
Refers my clumsy eye –
To just vibrating Blossoms!
An Exquisite Reply!
….Emily Dickinson
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11. The Captive Humming-Bird
Fleet-flying gem, of burnished crest
And silver-tipped wing,
With azure, gold, and sapphire breast;
Aeolian captive thing!
Tell me the secret of thy song,
And whence thy robe of beams,
If to the earth thou dost belong,
Or Paradise of dreams.
Born for one season of a ray,
To banquet ‘mid the bowers,
Or wilt thou chant another May,
Sweet minstrel of the flowers?
The coyest honeysuckles still
Their daintiest buds unfold,
For thee to kiss, with honeyed bill,
Their nectar lips of gold.
The lily opes its snowy cells,
The pink, its crimson door.
“Sip! ” whispers every fond bluebell,
“My honey to the core.”
While blushing flowers for thee all fling
Their fragrance on the air,
The purple morning-glories cling
On high in beauty bare.
The tiny chalice of the thyme,
And daisies, plead below,
Each dewy-eyed, too small to climb,
“Come, kiss me ere you go.”
Away on thy melodious wing
To Love’s mysterious bowers,
Still thy free band of minstrels bring
To revel ‘mid the flowers.
Breathe on their bosoms fair and sweet,
And rosy lips apart,
And give and take, in Love’s retreat,
The honey of the heart.
….Joel T. Hart
12. ‘The Chickadees’
Four little chickadees, sitting in a tree;
One flew away and then there were three.
Chickadee, chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, chickadee, fly away.
Three little chickadees don’t know what to do;
One flew away and then there were two.
Chickadee, chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, chickadee, fly away.
Two little chickadees sitting in the sun;
One flew away and then there was one.
Chickadee, chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, chickadee, fly away.
One little chickadee can’t have any fun;
He flew away, and then there were none.
Chickadee, chickadee, happy and gay,
Chickadee, chickadee, fly away.
….Harriet Jenks
13. ‘For a Bird’
I found him lying
near the tree;
I folded up his wings.
Oh, little bird,
You never heard
The song the summer sings.
I wrapped him in a shirt
I wore in winter;
it was blue.
Oh, little bird,
You never heard
The song I sang to you.
….Myra Cohn Livingstone
14. Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see…
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.
….Jack Prelutsky
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