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Birdman

 

 

 

 

pulling his shopping trolley
in the mall

the bird man shuffles along
to buy food



a lonely soul
his back bent over
his eyes cast downward
 .... not from choice


a familiar shabby figure,

ridiculed by adults
and children alike
through ignorance,

his only crime -

to be alone

 

 

an old soldier,
friends long since gone
but memories still alive


now, his friends have no voice
but thankful he’s alive
as he scatters bird seed
at his feet


where he glimpses them


and smiles

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • BuriedTreasures silver member
    May 15
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    Wow, Sue--Quite a coincidence that we wrote on the very same subject matter and with similar thoughts written in totally different styles!
    This is quite a beautiful composition you have penned and worthy of the award it received!
    Well Done & Congratulations!


  • Magik Milk Glass
    April 15

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    Wow

    this is very good i love it i like how you almost gave this man a backgroud story (if that makes any sense haha)

  • Thor-201
    April 5
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    I know this man, and you have described him very well. A wonderful write, and a touching read.


  • Wandering Woodchuck silver member
    March 27

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    The homeless are often misunderstood. Some are slightly addled, most are lonely. They did not view this as their life when they were kids. It is sad to see people descend to these depths.

    Well done.

    Mike

  • Purrsanthema
    March 22

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    This is lovely. We all wonder about the birdman, and many a city has one, or more than one, and many of us are far too frightened to just go up and talk to them,
    and find out about their lives.


  • csmmoms2
    March 21

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    How many times have I seen this sight of an old man shuffling down the street dragging wheeled grocerys behind.
    I wonder if to be alone is our ultimate fate? -c

  • Michael P
    March 21

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    excellent Sue, your poem without pause captures someone I think each and everyone of us knows somewhere in someway. Your title and content give us an emotional balance throught tender eyes...peace


  • hawkeslake gold member
    March 21

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    So touching -- and a familiar figure in every city and park, the elder whose best friends are the birds they feed... you have captured the heart of this very well. Lita


  • Thomas Scott gold member
    March 21

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    You captured the remoteness of the people we've marginalized.
    Good luck in the contest.

    Tom


  • cricketjeff gold member
    March 21

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    A lovely tribute to so many sad and lonely people who find there little touch of heaven in different ways

    Nice FV

    Jeff


  • princessleejwctlvr2
    March 21

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    Aww this is truly well written my friend!!!! It is so sad that people ridicule others for no reason and that they judge by looks alone!!!! This is an incredible piece!!!!! You did a magnificent job portraying this write and ur details and descriptions are truly perfect!!!!! This is marvelous I love it!!!!!


  • Random Goldfish gold member
    March 21

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    I love this poem. The birds seem to know more than the people that ridicule him. You'd wonder what would happen if people had the courage to talk to one another rather than make assumptions and stories.

    Thank you for entering.
    Síochán leat
    ~Mairéad~

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