I strolled along in relative coolness of the forest green,
but came too soon, I thought, to a wide open clearing.
With the blazing sun overhead and only sky in between,
I froze solid in my tracks from the sound I was hearing,
rubbed my eyes in disbelief at what they saw appearing.

Now I’m really not all that crazy so far as I know,
but right there in front of me, with a backdrop of clear blue,
was what anyone at all would call a songbirds show.
A multi-colored feathered quartet hitting every note on cue,
then fluttering away, returning soon with a melody anew.

They didn’t change costumes but all looked attractive,
the Redpoll lead in red, Warbler tenor more yellow than not.
The Blue Jay’s bass was so booming it was nearly proactive,
and the mostly brown Wren chirped in baritone right on spot,
all together chirruping barbershop music I had almost forgot.

I enjoyed the show as long as I could, sang along when able,
until at last my duties to do told me it was time to go.
I left worried my mind could possibly be a bit unstable,
after a check of pockets found no kernels of corn to bestow.
I’ll reward them by buying their CD, if not too much dough.

For “DaBard” Eugene Noel Wells, the author of the original poetry on the PoetryMine.Com website that all too brief precious time has come and gone. Eugene Noel Wells was born on November 26, 1944 and suddenly died on September 15, 2009. He would have been exactly 65 on Thanksgiving Day this year.

DaBard compared a life on this earth, in agreement with William Shakespeare, to a part played out on a grand stage.

At birth one enters from stage left. You play your assigned role and then exit stage right. Most players have small bit parts, a few are principal players, and fewer still have major roles. Eugene thought that you had best play your role well, even upgrading it if you possibly could, as you could never tell when you might be rushed off to exit right

Eugene may have exited the stage but his poetry lives on. Over the coming weeks I will repost his poems in their original form. Hopefully Eugene will approve as to the way the site is reconstructed. The new PoetryMine.Com site is meant to be a memorial to Eugene and his poetry as well as a celebration of his life.

The “DaBard” who loved poetry will write no more. He is not with us physically but for those who loved and cared for Eugene Noel his presence will always remain.

I am one who loved Eugene and will often think of him. I dedicate this website to the memory of my brother and to his family, friends, and to those Eugene touched with his poetry.