Treasure Island

Dean Bottomley

(30-08-1995)

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

Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, February 25, 2014

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  • Smoky Hoss (2/27/2014 10:43:00 AM)

    What a wonderful nature poem. It's simplicity and direct approach give it such charm, and wonder. Very good! (Report) Reply

  • Paul Reed (2/25/2014 1:00:00 PM)

    This poem reminds us of those 'little' things in life that are so important but missed by so many. (Report) Reply

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