THE TRILL

in love with....

Each night I sleep anticipating a new dawn

to the trill of the songbird Wood Thrush

this morning, however, nought a single note

from my melodious companion

I glance at the clock, nearly nine in the morning

wonder what fate has befallen my singing friend

his song is a nonexistent trill

this prompts some concern

 

I have yet to meet him as he hides well into the forest

then flits back and forth with speed

yet I listen perfectly

and I can see him in my mind’s eye

I rely on his trill to awaken me

at the same hour each morning

 

The more I muse, my instincts reveal

that I should endeavor to locate him

perhaps he is injured

and lay in the meadow beside the tree line

 

As expected, my darling soul is bleeding, alive

how he is in this condition I do not know

I stroke him

a tear wells in my eyes

I whisper to my friend and walk away in despair

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading!

Reviews

[Soren]

A true natuer poem that could be taken as a metaphor but then what can't? I feel at home in this write in that I too have a place close to a large wooded mountain and love to listen to the birds. Very nicely done.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Soren for a lovely nature review!
Warmly, B

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful bird. I am seeing this one first. Nicely written nature poem. Loved it

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks TP, for a lovely review!🌷
Warmly
B

[The_Ancient_Rock]

The fate of many poor birds.
It is a tough fight for survival in nature.
A beautiful sad poem.
Very well written.
Well done Betty.
Bright blessings friend.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your lovely review my friend...
Warmly, B

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are most welcome Betty. 🌹

[Pete]

sadly telling. very well written. i too often wonder about the whereabouts and fat of feathered friends i've met. nicely said and highly emotive.

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you Pete and sorry for the delay we had to evacuate NC and are now in NYC.. a love,y review!🌷
warmly, B

[Pete]

oh that's right. you guys got hit very badly. praying all is okay with you and your's.

[Betty Hermelee]

we are safe, but had to evacuate, in NYC now and for extended ….i will continue to write, good for the mind!
warmly, B🌷

[emmajoygreen]

How sad this is, how finely written in spite of that. You have a way of saying just enough, of creating an atmosphere that is calm yet.. true.

I used to have a robin in and around my garden. One day, about two in the afternoon, I was having a coffee and he arrived from nowhere.. and.. died inches from my feet. One of my two dogs went over to him, sniffed at the body and truly, Betty, looked around at me then lay down, and just gazed. A wee vigil perhaps? Betty I remember .. and feel, even now. Your poem is as it was.. and beautifully said, sadly beautiful.

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear EM
Thank you for lovely bittersweet and very personal review; sorry for delay but we had a cyclone hit our area and no power, water, nothing for 6 days; we are now out of there and flying to NYC tomorrow, more late hugs 💕💕💕💕

[emmajoygreen]

How awful! Won't asked how you managed, but thank goodness you did, somehow. Take care, please.

[cheyenne s garcia]

Absolutely beautiful my love!

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Cheyenne, a lovely review
Warmly B🌷

[Stella Armour]

They fill us with awe and wonderment at their beauty and song, we come to expect their presence after a while like welcome friends ... and then overnight they are gone and we think " he will be here soon singing away and looking for worms" , but he doesn't come and panic sets in if don't witness his demise then at least their is hope , but not for your dear little friend Betty ... how cruel life can be to something so innocent and beautiful.

[Ken Simm.]

Your poetry hits so many nThe sounds that brings mood, memories, atmospheres and history. This is a superb example of how you listen to nature and how it informs your life and memories.otes for me. Much like your thrush.

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you Ken for a fine review, and sorry for the delay
warmly, B🌷

[Betty Hermelee]

we had to evacuate our home in NC! now in NYC with family…. will continue to review and write…..🌷
warmly, B

[Ken Simm.]

Oh good grief. Is everyone alright? I hope so.

[Betty Hermelee]

we are fine and luckier than most, but there are still missing persons and many have died

[John the Baptist]

The way of nature is not always that of happy endings. The Wood Thrush, a steady presence in the speaker's life, seems to have fallen victim to a predator. We must learn to appreciate our natural friends while they are here, for the wild is unpredictable.

[Betty Hermelee]

a lovely and very truthful review my friend, thank you!🌷
warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty… I love the Wood Thrush as well… dressed to Fashion’s forte … Distinguished feathers with Spots of Brown … a Winners Sport with Trills to Save the World. May the Last Call be the Final Curtain… when Mankind is not Blind to Freedom… my Friend… softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

yes, dear Pat, the trill shall speak of freedom and save the world…..” the final curtain”
read moreyes, dear Pat, the trill shall speak of freedom and save the world…..” the final curtain”
thank you my dear friend🌷
warmly, B