Gone

GONE    

The birds have all been driven far away,
we long to hear the pleasure of their trill
mining has come to our small town to stay.

We're covered in the dirty dust of grey,
bird's habitat has vanished by the drill
The birds have all been driven far away.

No sight of any glint of sunlight ray
it's blocked out by the drilling on the hill
mining has come to our small town to stay.

Parrots, finches no longer seen at play
nor magpies warble songs to bring us thrill
the birds have all been driven far away.

Oppressive is this sombre colour grey,
oh how we wish the sky with blue to fill
mining has come to our small town to stay.

We pray that greedy man will cease to drill
and once again trees flourish on the hill,
the birds have all been driven far away,
mining has come to our small town to stay.

Copyright © Vivien Wade Oct. 2016
A Villanelle with 10 syllable lines.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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artlyy Avatar
September 14, 2026 at 9:32 AM
I've really been enjoying your poem and the emotions and imagery were so vivid that i could easily picture them as beautiful illustration. I'm a commission-based manga/webtoon artist, and I'd love to help bring your story to life if you're ever interested. Feel free to reach out at gm@il : akiracomicart2@ or on inst@ akiraa_artly
Agustin Avatar
March 4, 2024 at 8:31 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Lee Sr. Avatar
October 4, 2020 at 6:02 AM
A wonderful writethanks for sharing your creativity James
Wade Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 11:43 PM
Thank you Lindsay for your comment. I enjoyed the G'day, very Australian. I wrote a poem called 'Eulogy' about the death of Common Sense. Not common these days. So many habitats destroyed. by so called progression, not only birds. Blessings, Vivien
Laurie Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 6:51 PM
G'day Vivien ... before a mine begins operation a sanctuary refuge should be developed by the mining company's now, but it's obvious greed has no need for common sense. Thank you Vivien - Lindsay
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