The Call of Finches

Love/Fear No. 18

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Every poem in Hearts on the Line stems from an anonymous person graciously answering two questions: “what is my greatest love?”, and “what is my greatest fear?”. The rest is just my poetry…

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Life Is a Word,

and Love Is a Sentence.



Finches of a million colors,

on a thousand little branches,

singing us a single song

in a most familiar language.

They wear baseball caps and top hats

(a beanied bear is singing bass)

and sway left to right to left;

this is no time for restraint.



BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

My alarm is going off.

Now the sky is full of finches,

and a beanie has been dropped.

Now there’s nothing but this silence,

in this old, abandoned meadow.

Now I’m broken into pieces

and must wrestle with my soul.



There is something I must do –

or should I wait here for the finches?

It is killing me to choose:

what I want, or what is needed.

There are things that must be done:

things of measure and importance.

Look around and you will see them:

those cold and hard demands…



Now, I’m neither here or there;

in between my wants and needs.

I am feeling quite unwell;

I am bursting at my seams.

Now a paw has grabbed the beanie,

and the color has returned.

They all sing us the greeting,

“now, what lesson did you learn?”



Thank You

to the Human Spirit…

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I would be grateful if you shared your own love and fear on this link…

It’s anonymous and could lead to the next poem!

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