As summer wanes for another year
And evensong all but lingers here
Blackbird sings his peaceful tune
An echo of spring times news
The trees grow heavy with their wares
And soon will drop what once was theirs
Followed closely by coloured leaves
Printed reminders of natures scenes
Then autumnal days come at last
Collecting up what has been cast
All efforts grown are put to bed
As summer rests her weary head
Blackbird still sings his dutiful song
Telling us that summer's gone
But also to remind us all
That after winter spring time calls
So I listen in comfort as I go walking by
To blackbirds song as it fills the sky
And wrap myself in his soulful tune
Longing for the sound of my spring time muse
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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Wonderful words SC and so very true.
Andy
Beautiful writing , crow )) very nicely expressed . I love blackbirds .. often see one in the garden .. lovely to listen to their song
A fine write SC.
Nice one Saxon. Here is the season once again to wrap it all up. Too cold for me (drugs) to be out there auditioning a late blackbird but familiarity with my favourite birdsong lets me romance the idea here.
Love this to bits Sax -- must read it again in my faves for its flowing rhymes - - thanks for sharing your inspiringly good autumn walk.
The rhyme and the reason here is top class! - A classic of note this! - Absolutely love it!
A fab seasonal poem in superb rhyming hoping, wishing for and recalling spring and summer in winter times. The black bird flys along too in the muse swell. Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
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