A Birds Song

A Birds Song

I lay in my cool bed listening in on the birds

Telling each other secrets or simply tweeting a sweet tune

They always manage to sing me a lovely song 

Hidden in the birch just outside my window they stay

Rain or shine always there 

When the slaves awaken for his day of grime and toil 

his loyal companion awakes as well  

A song of freedom and work spills from his beak

For it is the birds who fill their souls with song of hope

Every cool morning in the winter the hymns stop

but always return in the dawn of springtime

A birds song to some may appear to be repetitive 

A joy taken for granted

A birds song motivates you to get up

To tell you everything will be alright 

There is no other creature who is faithful enough to

rise with you loyal each dawn

The bird wakes up with me every morning 

And sings to me a lullaby every night

 

Reviews

[Ethan]

Hmm, great job, your writing is peaceful. It would be nice to have some punctuation now and then, but I don't really mind.

[Emily L]

Thank you Ethan for your generous words and constructive criticism, i'm happy you enjoyed! When I write poetry, especially about nature, the words just flow from me and I don't really take the time to perfect punctuation...a big flaw in my writing, punctuation is very important in writing. I took your suggestion and reviewed my recent work by going back and adding punctuation where it was needed. Thank you again and glad you enjoyed!

[Ethan]

That's quite admirable. Nice job

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Beautiful poem and reminder of the simple yet important things in life, listen to the birds. Enjoyed it!

[Emily L]

thank you very kindly...taking the time to stop and listen to even the most simple things in life is truly beautiful. I'm happy you enjoyed! Your review is much appreciated.

[William Liston]

This poem speaks to me. Every morning, I wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside my window; it helps give me a little dose of positivity when I need it.
What I like about this poem is how it conveys many nuances but still remains beautiful and uplifting at its core ... in other words, the subtleties are what make this piece sing. For example, there's the joy at the beginning, a sense of misfortune when you mention the slave, and the ultimate strength conveyed towards the end. They all blend nicely. Well done.

- William Liston

PS: When you use the phrase "birds song," the word "bird's" needs an apostrophe.

[Emily L]

Thank you William I really appreciate your kind, elaborate review, it really means a lot!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is nice! Really, there are so many little things which we take for granted but in real, if taken into account, they sum up to something meaningful...
Beautifully penned. Loved the feel of this one. 👍

[Emily L]

I couldn't agree with you more. Thanks for your kind words, happy you enjoyed.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome! It was a pleasure reading 😊

[Raymond Mesa]

Wow, sounds like you really love birds nice poem you wrote

[Emily L]

yes they are very beautiful creatures indeed, glad you liked it!