Home » Poems » David Crandall » Calm Down Little Bird

Calm Down Little Bird

Calm down, little bird. Try not to speak. You must have a bullet in your beak. Just let me give this poem a tweak. Cheer up little bird - forever fly. Forget about the bullet that whizzed by.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/5/2025 8:12:00 PM

I find this to be absolutely hilarious, amidst the bird's justifiable fright... Maybe it was unintentional, but you sure tickled my Funnybone there, David.

David Crandall
Date: 6/6/2025 3:44:00 PM

the first two lines, i have to admit, struck me as a bit funny. Maybe I was subconsciously remembering joining my dad on hunting trips (a pastime he enjoyed, but I did not, though I did enjoy his company). I wasn't crazy about killing birds. I think I might write a dark comedy about those trips.

David Crandall
Date: 6/6/2025 3:40:00 PM

Glad you got a laugh - haha, yep, I just thought it would be funny to change a poem on the fly. It's too bad you can't dynamically change real life so easily - or maybe you can?