Give A Bird Credit

Give A Bird Credit

A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY

Sitting among'st thieves
but sitting lonely in a tree
a handful of old jays
and one lonely oriole

All were hungry but still
did they stay
Those birds wanted food
the sneaky way

How they know when
eyes are looking
Dem birds look at 
things crooked

Except one lonely bird
she doesn't flock the same
maybe because of her name

One oriole bird stands alone
until her handler shows wit feed
a lonely bird doesn't honor thieves

© 2017 ROXANE DORSEY


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Homerun, Roxane (pardon the obvious baseball reference, though I like the team). This is among my favorites, if not my favorite, poems from you. I love the imagery and the message. Beyond powerful. It conveys so much strength and resilience, things we need to survive and thrive today. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Very well written. I feel the message is the lessons we can learn about life. If we sit and think, regardless of who we, the necessities we need to survive are the same, it's how we go about getting these that becomes the question. The oriole does not follow the jays because it knows there is a proper way of gaining food, it may not be as easy as the jays but its what the oriole feels is the right way.

Sometimes we know the right decision to make and must find the courage, as the oriole, to do what's right regardless of what others are doing. I love it!

Posted 6 Years Ago


ROXANE DORSEY

6 Years Ago

Nature do better at living than most humans, "now who hall all the brains" ponder.
ROXANE DORSEY

6 Years Ago

thanks for the wonderful review and reading

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Added on December 19, 2017
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Tags: oriole, birds, jays, thieves, honor

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ROXANE DORSEY
ROXANE DORSEY

baltimore, MD



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love poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..

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