Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
I sat on the garden bench
eavesdropping on lovebird’s chatter
Marveling at their cacophony of song
dancing on the air
I pondered what their sounds meant
and then at once, understood their lament
for underneath the mesquite tree
lay a tiny lifeless feathered spirit
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille– What’s That Rustling in the Eaves?
Kim is hosting dVerse today and asks us to write a quadrille with the word eavesdropping or a variation thereof.The pub opens at 3PM ETS- Come join in!
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
The unexpected twist at the end is heartbreaking, but a fitting reason for their ‘cacophony of song’ – very emotive and powerful.
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Thank you.
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So sad… I imagine that birds have to face this sorrow so often… nature can be cruel (and so can cats)
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Yes, they can. Thank you Bjorn.
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Wow, so very poignant and it is indeed a threnody for the cruelty that occurs in nature. It is full of grief and heart-break. A very well-written piece.
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Thank you Lucy.
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heartbreaking ending and it started so charmingly
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Yes, it always saddens me when I find one lifeless yet still the feathers are vibrant.
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Oooooh to have the cacophony turn to a lament….so sad at the very end. Visceral.
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Thank you Lillian.
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This is heartwrenchingly beautiful, Linda! 💝 The birds observe so much that occurs in nature.
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Yes, they do.
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I was so enchanted by and engrossed in eavesdropping on the lovebird’s chatter, Linda, that the ending came as a bit of a shock. How sad..
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Yes, it is. Thank you Kim.
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Lovely writing and a most unexpected ending. Nicely done!
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Interesting surprise ending. Happy Monday
much 💝 love
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Thank you.
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So it only seemed like a cacophony. It was really grieving. Who says birds have no feelings?
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Yes. Thank you Jane.
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The twist capper is haiku-powerful, flipping lyrical into bathos; excellent piece. I liked “song dancing on the air.”
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Thank you Glenn.
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Aww, my lower lip quivered Linda… 😦
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so beautiful yet so sad … emotional provocation in only 44 words is an achievement!
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Thank you.
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Awwww. Tragedy in the garden. A charming write, and a bit of a heart-tugger.
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Thank you.
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Beautifully written, and so sad. I saw a dead goose in the road yesterday. I wondered if it had crashed into a car or truck–and if there were other geese mourning him or her.
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There are sometimes casualties here when birds fly into the windows. Sometimes they are just stunned and end up flying off. Sometimes not. I feel sorry for the “tiny lifeless feathered spirit.”
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Thank you Lisa. So do I.
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Awww.. What more needs saying?
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How sad for the ending. I once saw a dead baby bird that fell out of the nest – it was so heartbreaking to see.
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It is heartbreaking.
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So sad. Animals do mourn their dead in ways we cannot comprehend.
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I believe that.
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Awww, a loud and distraught lament for sure!
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Oh, this is sad!
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kaykuala
It is such a pity that nature can accord such heart-rending episodes
Hank
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Yes.
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