A man stands on the rail gripping its notches
Notions crescendo in his heart once more
As Sol sets again in deep hued swatches
In the near distance the nightbird watches
He gazes at the still deepening skies
Heartbreak are words clutched tight in his hands
Gives a resolute shrug the heart belies
In the near distance the nightbird sighs
He looks down upon the street through his tears
Passers-by unaware he’s on the edge
The cacophony of sound comes to him as jeers
In the near distance the nightbird fears
From past dusk to near dawn as its stead
The nightbird sings its pleas with dread
The winds carries the calls from overhead
In the near distance the man knows not what was said
He balances on, his thoughts in muddled heaps
Reclamation from his sorrow long gone
A last glance to Sol rising then he simply leaps
And in the near distance the nightbird weeps
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In honor of Harper Lee, Kelly at dVerse invites us to tell a story in narrative poem. There is an added bonus for featuring a mockingbird, but my muse had other ideas.
WOW!!
Thanks!
Oh so sad that the nightbird couldn’t make him stop jumping… Love how your refrain changes subtly to accompany the narrative…
Thank you, Bjorn.
I agree with Bjorn, the refrains add depth to the piece, the slight changes reflecting the unfolding tale. Beautiful finish.
Thanks Shirley.
This is an excellent response and I loved the structure you used to bring back our focus…..
Thank you Summerstomny2.
on the edge in so many ways……..
Very much so… Thanks.
Heartbreaking, but a well-told tale, and yes, the structure perfectly enhances the message. Would that the nightbird could have saved him.
If only. Thanks Kelly.
I so like what you did with the one-line refrain that created so much atmosphere. Well done.
Thank you, Victoria.
I love what you did with the “in the near distance” refrain! It wraps this up beautifully.
Thanks, Walt.
Sad but very good I enjoyed the rhyming. Well done!
Thank you, Bekkie.
I love the rhythm in that last line, especially.
Thanks Whimsygizmzo.
By own hand now..
oF nightbird death..
By own hope
oF aLL gOne
now befoRe..
ByE aLL n0w..
moRe to
Be
hOld..:)
Thank you.
🙂