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A small finch

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A small finch,
It sings happily,
It smiles to the passersby,
Who listen to it tenderly,

It's you my small finch,
I like to hear you whistle,
The merry heart,
The soul full of spirit,

That fills me of joy,
To hear your voice,
Singing fa si la,
Embellishing my weary,

You make happy,
Whoever is beside you,
This time,
It was me,

I had to leave this soft place,
From where I was hearing you sing,
And bringing gaiety,
To my strayed soul.
The original french version of this poem can be found at: [link]
And here: [link]

You can listen to me live reading it on the 59th episode of my podcast that you can find here: [link]

Poem detailed explanation:

So the background of this poem is actually quite simple. I really like nature, and specially birds, I find them really beautiful and specially lovely to listen to. I also really love the girl I'm going out with at the time, so for me it was only natural to combine both into a single poem.

So for the choice of the bird, it was not very hard in fact, I took the first thing that went through my mind, and it was done. Sometimes it's better not to think too much about what to choose when you have lots of possibilities, just take the first thing that goes through your mind and it's very often the good one.
On this first paragraph, I wanted to make it as romantic and as idilic as possible. To do that I took everything that we see in movies, cartoons and documentaries to describe what the bird does, as well as what the people who listen to it.

Then I go to the heart of what I want to talk about and that is the girl I love. To be honest I don't have a clue for whom I wrote that for, but I suppose that this girl was certainly whistling very nicely, which made me think of associating her with the bird.
We often say that if someone puts all his or her heart to the task that it would make it all the better, and that's what I wanted to reflect here. This girl loves to sing, and people love to listen to it, or at least I really like to listen to it.

The next logical thing is to describe what exactly happens when I hear when she does all the things described in the last paragraph.
And as you might have noticed I like to use simple words to describe my feelings and tell the stories in my poems, simply because I think they're much more effective to correctly relate what I want. Here I also added that I love the sound of her voice, simply because I do, nothing fancy here.
To finish I wanted to add the concrete effects that this kind of sound was having on me, and to do this I had to take something that sounded kind of lazy, something that sounded like I was without energy, and that when I heard her I would instantly woke up and be full of energy again.

On the next paragraph I wanted to show that this doesn't only apply to me, because if it did I would mean that there was something special with me, and that I was the only one able to appreciate the beauty of this.
I wanted it to be bigger, to show that she really had a beautiful voice for everything that she did.
Just like that bird it sings for everyone and everyone passes near it. You can either listen to it, or hear it, but you cannot ignore it, as it's part of everyday life. To continue on this path, I wanted to show that in this case, I listened to the bird song, I stopped what I was doing and I lay down the tree trunk, relaxed and enjoyed. That's exactly what happened with this girl, I met her, and I was so attracted to her, and everything that she did and was, that I stopped what I was doing to be with her. This part is a bit more subtle I must admit, but still not out of reach, or at least I like to think so.

Well as all love stories it cannot last forever, even when you're lying under a tree you have to go home sometime, and do other things. But I didn't want the end to feel as gloomy and dark as I usually make other poems. That's why I just said that it was very nice while it lasted and that now I will have to wonder in the city jungle again, with my ears out listening to any other love song that could attract me again to another girl.
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Shewroteinblue's avatar
very interesting. I liked reading your explanation as well.

there are two finches that nest on my eaves every year, and have for probably 7 or 8 years. they are very cheerful, pretty birds :)