Linnet Poems - Poems about Linnet

...The crow, a prophet in the pines, Caws a lament, a mournful chime. Is it winter's grip he fears, Or a world grown cold, with unseen tears? The curlew pipes a mournful song, Across the mar......Read the rest...

...Gravely digging the grave digger digs holes for souls; waste pits plotted earth soils clogging Collections of bones for storage and mind Disposal in disguise Many a form, Goldfinch alike, are le......Read the rest...

... “Dreams Coercing Memory” You want cherries jubilee with a little Krug champagne but soft custard is just the same when reality plays its game by the spoonful morphine c......Read the rest...

... “Arms Full of Linnet Wings” In the garden that afternoon she planted seeds in their ripe minds their eyes looking up to hers their irises dazzling in the late afte......Read the rest...

...melodic twitters from a linnet sunrise ......Read the rest...

...Wildlife 34 A talented musical linnet, Played tunes on her grandmothers spinet, But once, at a loss, She said "Who gives a toss!" "It's fun playing music, Well i'nnit?"......Read the rest...

... "The Silkworm’s Birthday" Mulberry leaves flutter in the breeze Kookaburra brave Joker bluffs a sky blue breast Drops one feather for a qu......Read the rest...

... "The Letter" "L" is for LOVE and the JOY that follows "L" is for Learning flies high like a Swallow "L" is for LIFE Lionheart all the rises and hollows "G" is for DAUGHTER, hearts 2 ......Read the rest...

... "Possums on the Run - Part 3" Collecting cut silver blue grass carries garbage bags green-ant bites, no siree, this aint fun. Stand guard, he’s the lawn mower Pope (she laughs......Read the rest...

...Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head, It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street lights have gone out too, The odd car passes by maybe coming home......Read the rest...

...Can't seem to get off to sleep tonight, thoughts buzzing around my old head, It's dark and quiet, the cat has gone out and the street lights have gone out too, The odd car passes by maybe coming home......Read the rest...

...House of mirrors, movement all around, with these long halls casting shadows on the floor. Burning lanterns flicker and whisper an unknown language. Doors leading down abandoned staircases, coate......Read the rest...

...I am a Savonarola chair carved from discarded remnants of cedar and birch that littered our backyard - waiting to be burned or broken by a trespasser’s hands, or tended to by the warm touch ......Read the rest...

...Sir – dearest Vicar, You also came to sing? Of course, after the third crow Of our life-void cock We had gathered like song-throated weavers Highly assorted souls rallied To sing his high-pit......Read the rest...

...Darest Vicar, Hearers were surprised to hear: “I am glad to address this rally” – Would our Cape-bred peacock consent To perch on these foiled hill-top trees? Darest V.C., It was this faked f......Read the rest...