and why so?

Something is wrong.

Every night before I slept,

I could hear a humming nearby

When it disappeared, I wept

And asked, everything I could: why

Did the hummingbird die?

Author's Note

Something goes wrong with this poem. Something is wrong with the first two lines. Or more. ;) Forgot the form.

Reviews

[Legolas]

Very good poem. As usual;) I love poems about nature and youve written this very well:) I know I've said it a hundred times already but, youre my favorite poet by far!!

[Tai Ryens]

The longing for the sound and the realization that what we needed to sleep was something we have never admired or noticed is amazingly put here. I thought you would mention that the sound was a nuisance, or something similar to that; but you have surprised me by changing it into a longing for it. Well done.

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such a sadness ~ and a longing as well, nicely expressed : )