- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Danger in Youth
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Click hereIt's spring and a dazzle of gray and white...
dances across the yard and is out of sight
it awakes me in the morning with its limited call...
three voices in three groups and melodious all
and in a few weeks its vocabulary built...
all night and all day there's a rythmic lilt
it accompanys me and comforts me as it continues to
grow...
and its learned how to chase them both cat and crow
it's a young mockingbird obstreperous and proud...
not afraid of any and growing quite loud
the cat in the yard with its tail in air...
is dangerous game and fodder that's fair
the meandering crow is forced down in my yard...
my daring young bird chases always on guard
one morning I waken but not to a sound...
my mocking bird's gone and nowhere around
I enter the yard in the cool spring weather...
amid mess there of gray and white feather
I see the cat startled happy and dark...
jump over the fence and into the park
obstreperous and treacherous that cat's learned a
lot...
when to dangle its tail a lure its been taught
daring in adolescence and bold beyond measure...
my bird was a meal that cat can now treasure
- COMMENTS
WickedEveabout 20 years agoreally good. It may need a little work here and there, but it's good. I enjoyed reading it. Thanks. :)
Anonymousabout 20 years agoNot a metaphor, but an example.
You must be doing something right,
I could see both cat and bird,
see the ending coming,
and yet I still felt sorrow for the bird.
Moral: Don't let your know-it-all teenager drink and drive.
The read is just a little choppy,
which is a shame because your story is so touching
and a true slice of life.
You could also consider longer stanzas.
Keep writing!
