My Solitary Magpie


There he is again
That lonely magpie
Looking happy enough
I think he knows something
I don’t
I think he wants to tell me


He looks a little full of himself
That solitary magpie
Stealing the garden berries
I think he might have all the answers
I don’t
I think he wants to show me


He’s relentless and not giving in
That handsome creature
Disturbing my ritual wallowing in autumnal shades
I think he thinks he belongs there where
I don’t
I think he wants to convince me


He’s flown off and now my garden is empty
That cocky little bird
Now I’m the one who is lonely
I think he thinks he can teach me to feel
I don’t
I think he might be just right


  • Neville

    an interesting and unusual subject ..

    One for sorrow dont they say.. but then not everything unlike magpies are straight forward black & white... write....


    • sylviasearcher

      Indeed itโ€™s like nature gives me ideas sometimes... I was watching a magpie in the garden and he did disappear.

      But I think there may be more to it...

      • Neville

        there is bound to be more to it..

      • 3 more comments

      • orchidee

        A fine write Sylvia. Is it the same magpie each time? And how would we know?! heehee.

        • sylviasearcher

          But maybe he or she have something in common at least?

        • Fay Slimm.

          Birds like the magpie though beautiful in feather have a reputation for drawing attention to the what, when and where........ a good source of reflection in this inspired verse Sylvia.

          • sylviasearcher

            I like to think there are little messages all over planted for the seeing

          • Andrew Charles Forrest

            Excellent I have one too it sits on he house roof opposite mine...
            Sometimes I wonder if it's watching me rather than the other way round
            Great thoughts S
            Thank you

          • H.M. Reynolds, hmrwrites

            So thought provoking, here for this and can't wait to see more of your work!

            • sylviasearcher

              Thank you well there are lots of scribbles to check out. ๐Ÿ˜Š

            • kevin browne

              The crafty little so and so's will create moments you very rarely see these days. ThEy ruffle up their feathers ab=nd battle on until his target is rewarded with a silver milk top split open...Good write, my friend...

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