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I don’t feed the birds anymore
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I don’t feed the birds anymore |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298
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My heart stopped caring. One day this summer it must have been, I don't guess I quite understand it myself, but I know something is definitely wrong because I don't feed the birds anymore. I have the seeds that the squirrels won't steal in a jar that sits in the cabinet. I have sugar to mix one part to four but the feeders swing empty the hummers long gone my heart no longer wings with them in flight. I have lost the need to write the despair lightens not no matter the position of the sun. My word well no longer overfills seeking relief; it stands stagnant. Procrastination tells me that complacency is not so bad. Indecision has made my grief and anger content to place down my pen on an empty page. I press my forehead to the glass and gaze at my blank birdless world with uncaring eyes but I can't picture me in it and I wonder if that's why I don't feed the birds anymore. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
I press my forehead to the glass and gaze at my blank birdless world with uncaring eyes but I can't picture me in it and I wonder if that's why I don't feed the birds anymore. How do we get tto the place we don't picture ourselves in the world we once knew and loved? I know many ways to get there...but I hope you find your way back... which is harder to do... I personally... hope you find it soon.... strong ending..and a strong poem... |
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JLR Senior Member
since 2001-02-04
Posts 1785 |
I am in absolute awe of the emotion, or lack of it...you've communicated with this. I really loved this poem. And I bet the birds miss you. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Jellybeans ..... this is so good, so haunting, so inviting of an answer. The birds, with the suggestion of flight, made me remember a time when it was possible to sit up, late into the night, and outlast a sad or tiresome day by experiencing a television sign-off. Do you remember? See http://www.wpafb.af.mil/museum/history/prewwii/jgm.htm Thank you for sharing. Bob |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Jellybeans, If I were a bird I'd fly by and give you a big kiss. Good write. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
an extremely powerful and poignant write of which I so fully understand I'm very, very slowly starting to crawl out of this symptom or stage, then for awhile I stop again. Let me ditto everyone here, too. Their responses are so 'right on!' |
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Constance Member
since 2001-07-28
Posts 393Ohio |
The sense of desolation is perfectly captured jellybeans. Beautifully written. Come away from that window now, won't you please? There are birds hungry for your attention, and fellow poets hungry for your words. |
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1slick_lady Member Ascendant
since 2000-12-22
Posts 6088standing on a shadow's lace |
JB...ever word you write is like tears from heaven...helen |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
This poem has a wonderful sweet flow...James |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Exquisite poem! You turned the mundane into something delicate and longing. I hope you find your way back outside. Your words still feed us!  Sincerely, Regina |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
Posts 2298 |
thank you all, you are all so considerate and kind and caring...sigh.....thank you... and poets note...yes this was posted under a different author name, but it is me just the same.....thank you for watching out for poetic integrity... |
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