Wren Songs Poem by Susy Evelyne
Wren Songs
Taking the allotments path
One morning, I found myself
Caught up in melodies as
Two wrens, invisible, trilled
Far-carrying songs to each other.
Their notes travelling overhead,
Piercing spring air as clearly
As the rays of sun.
Beautiful little birds, with their up-tilted tails. I watch them often whilst working on my own allotment.
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8/26/2026 5:13:55 PM # rel_20260826T082754Z_99b456e
This is such a lovely poem! Beauty and brevity combining to make it look so special! 'Far-carrying songs to each other. Their notes travelling overhead, Piercing spring air as clearly As the rays of sun.' Only a poet's ears can hear these beautiful songs, her eyes see the imagery and the inner eyes draw it out for the readers to marvel at! 10/10.