NaPoWriMo Poem #12: The Robin’s Farewell


Today’s optional prompt given by the NaPoWriMo website was to write a terza rima. It is a form which I have never before came across and thought would be interesting to try.

A little bird came swooping down
Opening its wings and perched
On the edge of my eiderdown

Hearing the merry songs, I searched
By the slit of my half opened eyes
The image of a robin emerged

Surprised, rubbing my eyes twice
I see the red breast so bold
Despite its comparative size

I reached out my hand to hold
The robin stared unflinching
As I softly cooed and cajoled

My fingers were slowly inching
Tips now caressing a feather
Kept steady without flinching

As if sensing a change in the weather
The robin bobbed its head at me
And left with its mate together

I rushed to the window to see
The wind moving with the season
And the birds heading off to sea

Beginning their migratory expedition.

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