Blackbird

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Tue, 28 Jul 2020
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9 comments
 

Hey blackbird

Quick little hops across the lawn

Clear eye

You move from grub to grub

A neat tug of your beak

Detached yet watchful

Do you see me in the window?

Do you hear the frantic engines?

Angry kids bringing a sense of sadness

Did you hear the screaming?

The driver at the junction

Hysterically shouting

Did you see the woman’s face?

Maybe

But after all, you’re a blackbird

Brown and sleek

Alert

Efficient

Adapted to your task

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Comments

Submitted by Ed Crane on

I'm envious of a Blackbird's ability to blinker out sounds and distractions by sheer focus.

If I could do that I might be able to get some writing done!

This is a very lovverly poem and as usual delightfully observed

Cheers Kevin!

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Ed. Hope you're well. Thank you, as ever. Uncomplicated lives, I suppose. But, hey, what do we know?

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you for the cheery cherries!

Parson Thru

Submitted by onemorething on

They are very deserved cherries. Love your chat with a blackbird, and the lovely simplicity of your poem. No, I think they are far too busy to listen to us squawking the way we listen to them.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks onemorething. I think you're right.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Di_Hard on

You have defined so much here, about how broken we are in comparison to Nature. All the blackbird words are what we admire in ourselves but in your poem we have anger and sadness, we are lost. Is really good poem

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Di. A great reading, as ever. Thank you.

Yes. Lost we are.

Parson Thru

Submitted by littleditty on

super poem Parson - enjoyed x

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you littleditty! X

Parson Thru