The Early Bird


It is a sad little song

Warbled in the dawn

Insomniatic wren

He is at it again


He sings out so loud

Feathers preened and proud

He gives his very best

Asleep are all the rest


To whom does he sing

This aria given wing

What does he need to say

At the earliest of the day


Not heard by a mate

Sleeping in so late

But he goes on undeterred

Singing out his lonely words


Is it just for me

This morning symphony

What message is he sending

With my sleep he’s ending


I do not want to criticize

Could you not wait for sunrise

To throat your lovely song

As the others sing along


Or is this your scheme

To keep me from my dream

With all the noise you make

Forcing me awake


6 Responses to “The Early Bird”
  1. beth says:

    ha, the early riser, like me, but at least I’m very quiet in the am ). great, funny poem

  2. Love to get up early, an old habit I picked up somewhere… Lovely verse my friend! Enjoyed them on this cool and easy morning. All the best!

  3. K.L. Hale says:

    I always want to sing to your poems. I’m an early bird without a song on my lips (I keep it to myself while I sip coffee quietly, lol). There are 3 of us that meet one another at radiation. There’s a built-in glass structure that houses no less than 20 finches. As much as I love them, I shared how sad I was that they were locked in. On Friday they were very wound up; chirping and flying and one was on the floor. It broke my heart! I just wanted to unlock the doors and set them free. The other two patients were on the same page as me. Sorry to embellish~that was my first thought in reading your beautiful poem. Be well and blessed, Brad! 💛

  4. kristianw84 says:

    Ha! Maybe birds are like people where there has to be that one in every group who has to steal the spotlight. Haha! Funny how multiple birds singing is beautiful, but one singular wren (especially when up before the sun) is annoying. I love this!!

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    I get the early risers, but I wonder about those who cut loose in the middle of the night. Lately, we’ve been waking up to the sound of crows, who seem to have taken a fascination with nearby trees and hopping around on the roof. It would be interesting to get inside their heads to know their motivations.

  6. Timing is so very important!

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