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Sad Goodbyes

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

sad-goodbyes

The morning came,
with the plop of rain falling down.
There was silence from the window,
only the raindrops like tears coursing down
and I missed the bird choruses so.
Now my apple tree stands empty,
offering the last apples.
There are no birds dancing on the branches,
no songs to be sung.
Autumn has settled in
and the songbirds have flown.
Such an odd silence,
taking a walk in the woods.
A lonely woodpecker
can be heard knocking on wood.
The parks give me some comfort,
pigeons are old friends,
they never leave.
I wonder if it’s possible -
to teach them to sing?
Their coos so comforting,
as I feed them bread.
The ponds are full of ducks,
still swimming before the water,
becomes silent and still.
Gulls fly in from the sea,
seeking fish at the market.
In my garden, the crows, ravens, and blackbirds,
hop about or fly overhead cackling.
I saw the last of the migratory birds,
flying overhead.
One of them turned its head,
as if in silent good-bye -
until it is spring again.

© 2021 Gypsy Rose Lee

Comments

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 14, 2021:

Thank you, Shauna,

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 14, 2021:

Thank you, Umesh,

Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on September 14, 2021:

This is such a melancholy piece, Rasma. I like the perspective you've taken with this one. The last line tugged at my heart.

Well done!

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on September 13, 2021:

Well depicted. Nice composition.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Manatita. I am glad you enjyed this,

manatita44 from london on September 13, 2021:

Extremely beautiful! I have about 50 poems like these. I call them 'observational poems.' I use the senses to paint a picture. You do this excellently!

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Bill. Summer used to be my favourite but then all the sad memories came. I do look forward to autumn even with the sadness.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Nithya,

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, MG and autumn does bring us many lovely colors.

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Brenda just has to keep on going forward until spring comes again,

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Chitrangada,

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, John and you are right no matter what there will always be another spring,

Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on September 13, 2021:

Thank you, Misbah and blessings to you too.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on September 13, 2021:

My favorite season is upon us. Thank God after the summer we had. :) Love how you captured the season, my friend.

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on September 12, 2021:

Beautifully expressed! We will wait with hope that good times will return.

MG Singh emge from Singapore on September 12, 2021:

Wonderful article. Goodbye is so much a part of life and that is the time you feel life is so short.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on September 12, 2021:

Great poem.

It is sad to see Autumn setting in & seeing all the things we love slowly disappear.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on September 12, 2021:

Hi Rasma!

Well expressed poem. Goodbyes are sad indeed. But, we have to learn to accept them. Life keeps on moving.

Nice poem, as always.

Thanks for sharing. Take care!

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on September 12, 2021:

Rasma, this is a lovely poem depicting the change of seasons and how it can be observed through the actions of the birds. We can always look forward to another spring. Take care.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Poets on September 12, 2021:

Nice and very well written. There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. Trees and flowers fall to the ground to re-bloom. The season of spring always comes, and it always brings joy. Stay happy and blessed! :)

Sending blessings to you!

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