An experience one summer morning.


Bird

Early morning:
Summer was promising
Another sweltering day.
Living on the third floor,
I had all the windows open
To catch what little breeze there was.
A strange sound
From the cool stairwell
Reached my
Consciousness.
A young blackbird,
fully fledged but still young,
Still brown, had somehow
Got through the louvred window
And was trapped,
Panicking.
I tried to catch him,
But all my efforts were in vain,
He panicked
Even more.
My heart went out to him,
He would injure himself
Or worse,
If he could not be freed
From his prison.
At last,
I fetched a towel
And gently laid it over him.
He stopped struggling immediately.
His fast-beating heart
Fluttered against my palms,
As I went inside
And walked with him
To the open window.
I opened my hands:
He was still for a moment:
Then I felt the strong downbeat
Of his wings
As he flew,
Taking away my breath
My heart
And soul
Into the wide sky.
I watched him fade to a dot
And disappear.

Then I turned away
And looked, wistful,
Around
My earthbound human prison.







Poetry by Marie Cadavieco The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-09-26 at 23:04

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Aw... bless!
Marie, I don't know how I missed this the other day. I haven't been around as much as usual, maybe that's the reason. But what a gem! The ending though! That was a surprise that filled me with sorrow that you should feel trapped by your home... I'm hoping it was a temporary feeling brought about after the blackbird 'adventure was over..
I do know the feeling. It is like when one or both of my daughters leave after a holiday with us. The sudden silence and loss of energy is quite palpable.
Blessings and love, Allen
2023-09-30


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I've read this several times, each time having a clearer picture of the events and the place: the cool stairwell, the third floor apartment, the louvered windows, and then the event itself, and the "the strong downbeat."

Wouldn't it be nice to fly away . . .

Thank you.
2023-09-28


Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully and gracefully exposited.
2023-09-27


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done.
2023-09-27