migratory birds

(3/12/00)

_________First Place__________


 withered field--
a mallard's head
the only green

m. cross
 ________Second Place________


March wind -
the oriole's nest clings
to the wild cherry

Earl Keener


she pauses
in mid-sentence
an oriole's song

Yu Chang


 _________Third Place________
    

cranes' lake;
hundreds of beaks
pierce the mist

20(c)00
O.G.Aksnes
_________Below Third Place________
in the dense fog
their thousand voices
passing south

arkady elterman


tulips just up
softly the thrush
recollects her song

Jeanne Zastera
  
I return 
to my old house --
on the fence, a robin

Betty


skywriting -
  the geese depart
    in formation

hilary tann
  
approaching spring
an arrow of geese
points the way

Linda Robeck
  
how flattering!
two robins fight over
our patchy yard

-ren


the day
the first son leaves
first bluebird

Lee Gurga

  
uplifting
the far-off
call of the swift

Charles Trumbull
  
fingers flying
through the field guide
- migratory birds

doris kasson


chickadee's nest
in the log cabin
broken window

Patricia A. Laurent
  
painted buntings
here and gone~
southwest wind

Maleti


wood ducks
remembering how much she loves 
wood ducks

gary steinberg

morning sky
gaggling garlands
of geese

Max Verhart

  
illegal aliens
gather at the bus stop
migratory birds

Bill Hudson
  
song of
redwind blackbird
erasing winter

Barb Camp
  
birdsong -
an unseen redwing
stirs the blossom

john
  
after the snow -
the majestic flight
of the white stork

Tore Sverredal
  
spring evening-
hunting swallows swoop
between the cattails

DeVar
  
afloat
in the flooded wheat field
canada geese

Joann


spring puddle
a passing heron
in the schoolyard

Cindy Tebo

  
buds in the pear tree
overhead twenty-two swans
veer north

Marlene Egger
  
cold moons darkling fugue
and home, house finch casacading
cadenzas, zip back...

art
3.7.00
  
cold morning -
a flock of robins cover
the bare tree 

elsie


I hear
your spring song trills
shy nightingale

ena
  
Young hummer
thoroughly searches for
feeder hole

SUE TORRES

  

The first skein of geese -
flying southwesterly? - Well,
it is evening.

Horst Ludwig

honking geese
heading north
high skyways

peigi 

  
migrating birds
on their way
a feather gift

copyright 3/3/2000 by Wendy C. Bialek


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