Little Bird

Just as birds migrate to escape the cold to more summer air, us humans migrate our way from the hardships of life to the better parts.

Keep fighting little bird, you'll gain your wings. 
   As you fly through field and sky uncharted,
    As you call out to your brethren who seem so lost,    
    As you grow through each storm your mind must pass.

Keep fighting little bird, you'll find yourself there soon. 
    As hills roll under you, as sky grows longer, 
    As life spans fleet and the sun grows dim, 
    As the moon grows bright and the stars glow over your soft brittle wings. 

Keep fighting little bird, hope will follow you closely. 
    As it shades itself under doubt, and painful cries,
    As it sways back and forth in the back of your mind, 
    As it disappears and comes again in the heat of a noon day sun. 

Keep fighting little bird, your journey is not over yet. 
    As you fall weak and tread close to the ground, 
    As you cry out for help from sight of illusions, 
    As you push yourself harder toward your unknown destination.

Keep fighting little bird, and never give up.
    As your heart beat fleets away past you, 
    As your tongue grows dry from the heat soaking up your cries,
    As you fight the winds that burn and scar you. 

Keep fighting little bird, and see all those that are around you.
    As you realize the millions of wings that flap beside your own, 
    As you notice your friends and family keeping at pace with you, 
    As you sing along with your classmates and strangers alike. 

Keeping fighting little bird, you're stronger than you think. 
    As you fight off the monsters of the night that tear your skin, 
    As you scare away the demons of the day that drip doubt into your mind, 
    As you fend off those that try to use your sanity against you. 

Keep fighting little bird, into the sunset you go. 
    As you keep on flying, your wings grown stronger, 
    As you smile and know that your journey's end is nigh, 
    As you realize that no one will be able to use you against you again.

Author's Note

I always love to write with the human psychology in mind, and in a way I like to provoke the mind into thinking. Are there feelings and thoughts brought along with this poem? Can you feel as if the Little Bird is yourself?

Reviews

[Lorry]

Beautifully captured and very creative way of describing the life and times of one of the swarm, amongst a skyline of others, it is hard to see the individuals in such a crowd, yet each one of them is. I actually attempted this very same topic myself a while back, which has just made me look it up again, and it's even called little bird. (yeah, I know....spooky) but it was only one verse and not that great. You capture so much more in your words that we can feel the hopes and dreams of the little bird so much clearer.
Hmm, just because I would be doubtful of someone saying that, here it is....:)

Little bird.

Spread your wings and fly little bird,
keep reaching for the sky
Dream the dream and make it real,
no one needs to know why
Your eyes look up at limitless,
and a smile finds home in you
So keep those wings outstretched little bird,
and get to your dreams view.

[Lauren]

Thank you so much for your kindhearted review! You are so right that in life, we all seem to get swept up and miss that we are each different, and that's what makes us special. I'm glad I could capture the emotion of the little bird throughout their journey, I was in hopes that I had written in that way :)

That's so funny we both wrote a poem of a little bird, (and spooky it is that they are both called so). Your poem as well though, is beautiful, and the rhyming scheme keeps it flowing until the end. And don't you ever say that about your work of art, I think it is beautiful. I have a belief, that no matter how you feel about your own work, no one can ever replicate your words. So if you have something to write, or to say, only you can say it and it will be gorgeous, because it will be unique. As long as it comes from your soul, it's worth reading :)

[Lorry]

Very true. Once I write something I never really read them again, but every so sometimes I do and sometimes am surprised how much I like one of them and how I never really saw what it was about until so much time had passed. Maybe I should read them more often.

[Found and Lost Again]

I don't dislike this but I don't really like it either. I get that the repetition was a conscious choice, however it makes it much harder to keep the poem alive, especially considering the length. It's not necessarily a bad thing to keep the structure but I'd highly recommend that you do something to add some variety to the poem. For example, you use the word you or your a lot in this poem and the structure doesn't really require it as you've already shifted from that a couple times. Try to vary the subjects of the stanzas to open up room for different types of meaning. As is, it doesn't really feel like you're telling me much of anything with the exception of the twist towards community.

[Lauren]

Oh, well, to each their own :) Yes, the repetition was very much a conscious choice - although it wasn't so much chosen to make the poem flow, but to give the reader a sense of strength. Each stanza is much like a different journey for the bird, and so although the poem is meant to go together, I intended for the reader to almost read each one separately. Variety wasn't actually the route I had intended to take. The times I use 'you' or 'your' are intended as well, I wanted to write the poem in a way so that when someone read it, they felt as they themselves were the little bird. I don't actually see where the structure has shifted, but in any sense, those words are a vital part of the poem. Although I do love writing some poems that generate different meanings, this one poem is not meant to do that at all. In fact, it's really only supposed to generate one meaning, and that is strength. I wrote this during a hard time with my Panic Disorder and it was a way for me to gain strength and keep control when I felt everything else was drifting away. Whenever I read it, I feel like I can keep going, and I wanted to share it with the hope that others going through their hard times can feel as I did and keep going on. I'm sorry you couldn't feel the meaning I was getting across, None the less, thank you for your review and I will take in your thoughts for future references for any future works I write.