A Blackbird Poem by Dean Bottomley
A Blackbird
I listened to him for over an hour:
Chest out, head up, singing his soul’s feelings.
To who? Nobody listened, Nobody responded
But I did.
His notes wrapped around me.
His trills lifted me skyward
His rhythm caught my mood.
I was spellbound.
No applause for his efforts.
No echoing song to give him encouragement
But still he sang, undaunted. Sing on Blackbird
She will respond
This poem reminds us of those 'little' things in life that are so important but missed by so many.
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4/16/2024 11:32:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a wonderful nature poem. It's simplicity and direct approach give it such charm, and wonder. Very good!