This morning I realized that I haven't written a poem in an unusually long time. This sudden realization was actually due to a bird that appeared outside my window. The sight of this bird, for some reason, seemed important, and I decided to write about the bird and about what I felt at that moment. It must be said that it is one of my more abstract works. This shows that I have Shown perseverance and commitment in my activities.
The Bird Outside My Window
I saw a bird outside my window
While resting my head on my pillow
Content with the fruit in front of it
While I, for some reason did fret
And then it flew away
Twas' as if a quartet began to play
In tune with the flapping of wings
Once it faded - unbearable silence
As always I will not state the idea that I intended to present through the poem. However I will say that the unrealistic aspects of this poem are rather significant.
