From the City to the Bush…and Back to the City!

[Stephen Whiteside]

From the City to the Bush…and Back to the City!

It was not what I’d expected.
If I ever had elected
A location better suited to the bush birds’ morning song
I’d have thought this spot a beauty.
Now, alas, it is my duty
To inform you very sadly I was badly, madly wrong.

For I heard one singer only,
And his song seemed sad and lonely
As it echoed round the courtyard, and it rather got me down,
And my mood of calm contentment
Turned to surly, deep resentment,
And I cursed the arid vacuum of this wretched, tin-pot town,

And it seemed the greatest pity
That I’d ever left the city
Where a multi-layered chorus greets me daily, dusk and dawn,
For I pondered the thin singing
In my ears so faintly ringing,
And my early adulation was replaced by nought but scorn.

So I learned a lesson, surely,
Though belatedly and poorly
That the world is often tricky, and it’s seldom smooth and straight,
And the birds that gather daily
By my window, singing gaily,
I appreciate more fully, for they truly are first rate!

© Stephen Whiteside 08.09.2016

[Shelley Hansen]

Wow, Stephen - that's a pearler! I love it!!

You've maintained that momentum so skillfullly! Is it based on a real experience?

Cheers
Shelley

[Maureen K Clifford]

Good one Stephen

[Stephen Whiteside]

Thanks Maureen, Shelley.

Yes, Shelley, loosely.

[thestoryteller]

We have a constant early morning serenade as we have a native tree garden along our kitchen back patio and trees out the front as well. Though I must admit that the rain bird could incorporate a few more notes to his melody.

Thanks for sharing Stephen.


Merv

[Stephen Whiteside]

Thanks, Merv. Sound pretty good!

[Catherine Lee]

Just read this three times over Stephen, and I think it's delightful!

[Stephen Whiteside]

Thank you, Catherine!