Poems

I LISTEN TO A BLACKBIRD

Timmy Conway

 

I listen to a blackbird

Perched high on a branch

Casting petals of music

Into evening prayer

So beautiful

It stopped me in my standing

The tune perfected by a million rehearsals

Framing the Golden Daffodil

All is clear and beautiful

As a hawk takes to the sky

Swifting upwards

Standing in mid air

Flapping its massive wings

Casting its beady eye

On the ground below

Then it swoops

Quenching its song

Carrying the bird away.

Published by Timmy Conway

Timmy has an Accountancy practice in Naas with his two brothers Donie and Chris and Alistair (son) and (daughter) Deirdre. Timmy is also a writer who has published six Poetry books, along with a Christmas CD and five novels. He lives with his wife Catherine and their five children all live close by.

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