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![]() | More Promptly Poetry PPC 5 ![]() More poems for Promptly Poetry, stuffed into this book because I have reached my limit. ![]() |
Greetings, Ned! I'm here as a fellow member of the PPC5 challenge. Ah, February... I have issues with it, even though it's my birth month. Being a transplant from a temperate climate to Florida is even more discombobulating this time of year; some days I have no idea if it's spring or fall ![]() But this is about your poem, not mine ![]() I like the philosophic angle as you wonder where the birds take refuge in winter, and the couplet at the end completes the form in a well planned way. You have painted an elegant and classic picture of a song of hope drifting through your window on a dreary winter day. If I had to make a suggestion (which I do, for the Bear Fund) I might say it trails off and changed subjects a bit from beginning to end. Perhaps the narrator should catch a fleeting glimpse of their long-awaited singing birdie disappearing into the harsh, bristly shrubbery. This would trigger the line of thought about where they manage to eke out a living in the winter. Take care, thanks for sharing, and keep writing ![]() ![]() ![]()
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