Evelyn Judy Buehler Poet Rhyme

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Blackbird Is Dead

Blackbird is dead.
Yes.  That is what I said.
The woods are still.  The sun is red.
Cherries near his little head.

Dark is coming.  Nanette weeps!
The wind shivers.  Nightowl peeps.
Gone the robin's trills and cheeps.
The song is ended.  Time sleeps.

Sober the jay in his blue cloak,
Unlike the morning he awoke.
Frog hasn't heart to give a croak.
Adam won't tell his usual joke.

Trees bow.  The day must pass.
Silent footstep on the grass.
What deed is this?  What manner?  What class?
The best of Sundays is gone, alas.

Blackbird is dead; they come and they go.
Summer changes to autumn glow.
All is ever so quiet now, though--
Awaiting the cockcrow.

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Susan Jeavons October 15, 2019 at 11:53 AM Lovely poem Evelyn. Enjoyed the rhyme and cadence. Blessings, Susan Evelyn Judy Buehler October 15, 2019 at 2:36 PM Thank you, Susan. How wonderful that you liked it! Blessings to you, too.

Suzanne Delaney October 15, 2019 at 5:44 AM Love your blackbird poem and the pretty graphic. Congratulations on your lifetime membership. Best, SuZ Evelyn Judy Buehler October 15, 2019 at 10:47 AM Thank you so much, Suzanne, for your congratulations, and for your delightful comments.

Line Gauthier October 7, 2019 at 7:15 AM Much enjoyed your poem, Evelyn. Evelyn Judy Buehler October 7, 2019 at 11:59 AM I'm so glad you did, Line. Have a great day! :)

Arturo Michael October 7, 2019 at 4:32 AM I love your write style...in the spirit of your ink...Well done Evelyn Judy Buehler October 7, 2019 at 12:00 PM Thank you very much, Arturo. You've made my day! :)