Birds by Betsy Seymour

I didn't write a poem about birds.

birdssss by the Matthew Mahaney

Last week I built some robotic birds. Not just birds. Wrens. Robotic wrens. I feed them motor oil and ball bearings twice a day, but they developed a taste for electricity. They’ve chewed through each other’s tailwires with their little metal beaks. The sparks are pretty, but more and more of them limp and flutter across the cage. Their flights are shorter, more turbulent. Landings are louder. Brighter. The sparks are almost constant now. I don’t like seeing them like this. I have to do something. I’ve started building a hawk.

Sunshine Kneads the Dough Cat by L. Kochman

and the fat cat rolls back and forth slowly, over and over himself in the patch of sunlight on the carpet.

I am Michael Martone by Katie Jean Shinkle

I am Michael Martone
The State of Bird of Indiana is the Cardinal,
Adopted by a General Assembly in 1933
I am Michael Martone

Birds by Greg Houser and Laura Kochman

I am not a poet or maybe I just don't dig birds by Annie Agnone

I don't have anything to say about birds.

My Wig is Not A Bird by Maureen Murdock

The MFAliens
abducted birds
and made them sing.

Against a flock of will,
find the beat
and rave a little.

A poet can’t
dance a decade
without a DJ.

Poem that I wrote by Barry Grass

B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!

Birds Don't Like Scottish Folds by Laura Kochman

When cats try to look like birds
by folding their ears back
into their tiny heads
it is not cute
say the birds. It is
frightening for the birds
because they have worked so hard
to evolve earholes and the cats
are simply an accident
someone found in a barn
while the birds watched
from the rafters in fear.

Bird Syntax by Laura Kochman

Birds don't need
grammar lessons or style
because birds
are already stylish with their beaks
and their wing-tips wing-spans.
I wish I could teach a bird
section of composition.

For the Birds by Laura Kochman

I am a poet
and I desire birds
or the sound of birds
or bird seed sesame
sunflower in the hand
is better than in the jar
because birds
don't have thumbs
and if they did they wouldn't
be opposable.

2 by Emma Sovich

Unlike bird poems,
which cannot be truly e r a s e d,
pictures of kittens
can be sent post haste
via post, email, or tweet.
Neat!

1 by Emma Sovich

Everyone knows
that withholding kitten
pictures is the lowest
form of evil
...imaginable. Except
for writing bird
poems.

Birds at home by Tim Higgins

There are 23 birds hanging
In my home.
16 are brass,
They clanged when I counted them.
7 are stuffed,
They once were my mother's mobile.
They don't like me much.

THEM by Eric Karin Carpenter

I sing the bird
Electric I like them—
They do not sing
To me
Little birds made
Of ticky-tacky like
A landfill of scantrons
A bird and a woman and
A scarlet pimpernell
Are one—Though
I could not stop for
The wild wild laugther
Of the poet—Who
Is a loon
Not a feather
I fluttered