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The Tragedy of the Bird Seed

Updated on April 5, 2017

Different birds


seed locations

different outcomes.

The tragedy,

bird seed thought,

when bird seed put much thought

into things,

"We as individuals

are way too small.

This misfortune,

weighed in fact,

blows us away

from our brothers

with the smallest

of breaths."


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      Luke Holm 3 months ago

      Jamie, this was an interesting poem, which I'm not sure I fully understand. I might be getting mixed up by the commas. Was the line "bird seed thought" supposed to be an appositive (absolute) phrase? Should there be a comma after the previous line? I was confused if this is truly a thought done by the bird, by the seed, or a line with deeper meaning. Regardless, it was a pretty poem to read. Keep up the good work.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 months ago from Reno NV

      Thank you Luke, I forgot an important comma. It amazes me the power of the comma. I placed it as needed. I love the editing help and I am happy your enjoyed the poem. Thank you. Jamie

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      ThreeKeys 3 months ago from Australia

      The inward, outward movement/connection and disconnection with others. Love the picture of the seed pod.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 3 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Scattering words, like seeds tend to fall awry. Sometimes hurting though unintended.

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      Shyron E Shenko 3 months ago from Texas

      Seeds sown with love

      Scattered far and wide

      Helps to keep the birds and love alive

      So...scatter your seeds most will survive



      Blessings my friend

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      whonunuwho 3 months ago from United States

      I read a metaphorical presentation of this work. How we, as seeds, tend to distance ourselves from one another. The seeds of hope planted in the Spring of our lives may bear for us good tidings. Blessings my friend. whonu

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      Chris Mills 3 months ago from St. Louis, MO until the end of June, 2017

      As I read this poem, I thought of old friends from whom I have been separated by time, differing interests, and the circumstances of life. Even a minor choice has a huge impact on whether such relationships will endure.

      A thought provoking poem, Jamie. Thanks for sharing.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 months ago from Reno NV

      Thank you all for stopping by for the read and each of your interpretations. I originally was going to expand the poem and create a little fable but I just stopped. I thought that I had gone far enough and the little poem that was created opened a lot to interpretation. Jamie

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