Category: Birds

There it stands, the bluebirds’ home,
Snow upon its faded roof;
Deserted and forgotten home,
Abandoned, saddened, and aloof.

Its sprightly tenants, distant now,
Splash some southern garden scene
Riotously, yet somehow
Harmonizing blue with green!

Here north, the gardener, kicking snow,
Aches for a flash of sky-hued wing;
Reading inside by the fireplace glow,
He dreams of bluebirds, buds, and spring.

by Ray Romine Monday, December 19, 1949

Impertinence personified,
This tufted bit of pep and pride!
Like a human wolf, he cocks his eye
And whistles at each passerby.

by Ray Romine Sunday, May 3, 1953

This funny fellow is the Penguin;
From the pole I’d like to bringuin.
What a perky little packet
Dressed up in his dinner-jacket!
The strangest thing, though, I have heard
About him is, he is a bird.
*Fin 7-27-48
(Rev. 7-31-51)

by Ray Romine Tuesday, July 27, 1948

Through the rain the robin’s singing
Echoes buoyant, rolling, ringing.
While other birds have dripped and scolded,
Or disconsolately folded,
HIS song has its sunny lilt in–
Robins must have raincoats built in!

by Ray Romine Sunday, June 21, 1953

He’s a black-and-white fellow as neat as can be
Who lives catching fish in the Antarctic Sea,
And while there’s no doubt that he’s reaJly a bird,
He looks a lot more like a waiter to mel

by Ray Romine Saturday, February 6, 1954

The sparrow is a lowly beast–
The songbirds seldom shove him;
The thing I like about him least–
There are too many of him.

by Ray Romine Friday, May 14, 1943

In search of victuals tasty, rare,
She grocery-shops the upper air–
Then settles, with a grisly mirth,
For something really down-to-earth.

by Ray Romine Tuesday, February 2, 1954

Hear the misleading coo of the turtle-dove
Who builds no nest worth speaking of.
How, I ask, did a bird so slovenly
Get a reputation that’s simply dovenly?

by Ray Romine Thursday, February 18, 1954

This raucous flying fishennan
Who wings by with so much to say
Is, like his human counterpart,
Describing those that got awrayl

by Ray Romine Thursday, June 4, 1953

(Poem not found)

by Ray Romine Wednesday, December 30, 1953