Gerald Greene Poet Free verse

Failure

The robin landed on the edge of the bird bath,
following a measured safety check for predators,
as if this was a normal autumn day.

He lowered his head to drink,
but the thin layer of ice
repelled.

Frustrated, he tried again,
and again.

In anger he left his perch,
hopping onto the clear surface
for greater leverage,

to no avail.

A squirrel, on the nearby stone wall,
watched with curiosity,
or maybe cheered,
tail twitching with each attempt.

But failure conquered the persistent beak
this cold November morning.

by Gerald E. Greene
Copyright 2018, All Rights Reserved

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Brandy Nicole November 30, 2018 at 11:05 PM Poor bird. Even though he tried with all his might, he wasn't able to succeed. To enjoy a moment, a blessing. True, we feel this- in our lives. At times. "Failure" However, like the cold November morning- and this Robin trying and not succeeding. There will be a day, when he does. Same with us. Yours thought hold wisdom. This is beautiful. ~ Brandy Gerald Greene December 1, 2018 at 7:02 AM When I posted this on Facebook I included this text "He helps those who are in trouble; he lifts those who have fallen." Psalm 145:14 There is much we can learn from studying life around us. Thank you for your generous words.