What is it about a blue bird that can evoke such a swell of emotion and contemplation? Is it the soft hues of its feathers, or perhaps the fleeting moments it shares with us? This enchanting poem captures those small, transformative interactions that ripple through our lives. Beneath a whimsical paper sun, we find ourselves navigating the delicate threads of confusion and connection, accompanied by the soothing melodies that emerge in the stillness of midnight — a reminder that renewal often follows a gentle rain. As spring approaches, we find ourselves tiptoeing around words, dancing on the edges of our expressions and emotions. Love and its intricacies — how could we ever truly exist without them? Join me on this poetic journey, where a simple blue bird signifies so much more than meets the eye. Discover the depth of these sentiments woven within the lines, and let them guide you. LEARN MORE.
A blue bird underneath
a paper sun-
she looks at me with confusion,
as he hands the bird to me-
she leaps.
The blue bird returns at midnight
when he is gone,
she comforts me with a sweet song.
It is raining, and all is renewed-
fresh.
I love the spring and the way
we tiptoe over certain words
to avoid the waterfalls.
And as we lean over each other,
how could we stand apart?
To think of life without love-
I didn’t know a blue bird
could mean so much.
