Daffodil Jackson

Rookie (20/05/1953 / Warwickshire, England.)

The Blackbird. - Poem by Daffodil Jackson

A blackbird watches from his perch

Up in the hawthorn tree,

And as I dig and turn the earth

He waits expectantly.

The sunlight filters through the leaves

And gleams upon his wing,

Yet he remains oblivious

Of the sights and sounds of Spring.

He only sits in silence

As with my spade I toil,

In ardent contemplation

Of a feast upon new soil.

Comments about The Blackbird. by Daffodil Jackson

  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir (2/10/2010 12:53:00 PM)

    This is a good poem, enjoyed the reading... Deserves 10/10. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/9/2010 1:31:00 PM)

    absolutely charming!
    flew over Cornwall on occasion.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2010

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