I looked into the garden and saw it,
Saw it sitting there on the table,
The young blackbird.
I watched it for a while
This beautiful young soul
Not long into this world.
Some time later I came back
And there he was, still sitting there,
Sitting there so contented.
I went out to him,
He looked at me,
I looked at him.
I walked closer towards him
And he just stayed there
Looking at me,
Not a care in the world.
We conversed in looks
As I got closer,
He just stayed there,
No fear, no fright.
Just two beings of this world
Being together.
The trust he had in me was wonderful
In this beauteous world of nature.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This young blackbird has been coming to our garden for the last few days and I have managed to get very close to it and it seems to trust me. The picture is one I took of the young blackbird,
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Lovely write and picture G/F. Any birds around in 1066? I can't remember!
Only Harold's swan(song).
Excellent GF. Over here blackbirds are taking over at the expense of other native species, but I like them, nonetheless. It's been a while since I had an encounter with a young one. Lovely capture.
Thank you Frank, we spend a long time looking at the birds in our garden and love every minute of it.
Utterly beautiful GF60
Love it....
Thanks PH, much appreciated.
A fine narrative, Goldfinch! I enjoyed experiencing it with you.
Goldfinch, a beautiful description of trust. Reminded me of the trust a toddler has towards his parents.
So true, thank you Fred
It's the less flamboyant birds that often give the greatest pleasure - sparrows, blackbirds - love 'em
Yes, totally agree.
What a serene encounter! Thanks for taking us there.
My pleasure and thank you.
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