The Little Sparrows

by Brittany C   Jun 5, 2007


Swooping through the air
as they fight the crows.
That circle in the sky above.
Filling the autumn air with
their dreadful shrieking cries.

You can see the sparrows
flying as fast as arrows.
While you come slowly closer
to see what the fuss is about.
Knowing that something maybe dead.

You hear the calls of the sparrows
and the shrieking screams of the crows.
But when you look down at nearby ground
you see the body of a young child and
forgetting the birds you fall to your knees.

Wanting to scream you cover your mouth.
A single tier falls down your face to the ground
and beginning to fill like your going to be sick.
Pulling out your cell phone you call the police
before you pull yourself into a ball and cry.

No more than maybe six.
Her life cut very short
by the cruelty of a man
later found shoot and dead.
Having ended his own life.

The sparrows and crows
lead you to that little girl
that now haunts your dreams.
You wish that you could have
just minded your own business.

The little sparrows and crows call in your dreams.
Forever a reminder of what you had seen that day.
Now the sparrows site in the branches of dead trees
near the grave of that little girl, now forgotten by most.
But forever remembered by you, every day of your life.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Kara P

    Really good, good imagery, good wording, very unique, I loved it, and it was one of the best sad poems I have ever read!

    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Sweet Fragility

    Very powerful writing. This is your first time? Well, lot better than mine! This is very original, btw.

    The little sparrows and crows call in your dreams.
    Forever a reminder of what you had seen that day.
    Now the sparrows site in the branches of dead trees
    near the grave of that little girl, now forgotten by most.
    But forever remembered by you, every day of your life.

    Fave stanza ^^

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Sorry about that random comment. >.< Computer problems.
    Now.

    Knowing that something maybe dead.
    [[That caught my attention. It was a suttle...oh...ladeedaa thing and then BAM you get that. Nice. =)]]

    you see the body of a young child and
    [[I would take out the "and", if I were you. It just makes it sound better.]]

    A single tier falls down your face to the ground
    and beginning to fill like your going to be sick.
    [[A single {tear}...
    The second line is grammar.
    And {you are} beginning..
    Or
    And you {begin}..
    Yeah.]]

    Pulling out your cell phone you call the police
    before you pull yourself into a ball and cry.
    [[Ack! Do NOT put manmade things in a poem like "cellphone". Maybe it's just me, but it ruins or and turns it into more of a story.]]

    Though. I really like the idea of this whole poem. It was interesting and unique; I really liked how the last two stanza pulled it together as if the Sparrows would haunt you forever. I really liked how you took such an innocent animal and made it seem like the barrier of death.
    Nicely done.

    xTheEcstasyofSuicidex 5.5

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Knowing that something maybe dead.

  • 17 years ago

    by rocker666chick

    How sad.. this is a very tragic poem.. well peace

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