Friday, September 25, 2009

Contradictions.

In Atlanta the water flood-up high, high.

In Australia, another dust storm is coming.

And outside me window, the September 2 a.m. bird come back. He does sing the whole night...yes, night...because in Guyana, once it is dark, we does call it 'night'. He does shet he eyes, raise he trote to the sky, and fling out he songs.

He is out there now, hiding this time, belting out insults to me in a voice full o' honey and cream. He been there all night.

Normally I can see he, so I does stand at me bedroom window and glare. But now I can't see he. The last time I glare, about a year or two ago, I been so cross from lack o' sleep I slam the window hard. The glass nearly crack. The bird continue to sing.

Sky clearing now, he gone to sleep.

13 comments:

Guyana-Gyal said...

And I gone for a walk. I promise I gon be nice and let the birdie sleep.

sablonneuse said...

You are being very kind to that li'l ole bird when you must be feeling pretty irritable after him keeping you awake all night. It sounds worse than a snoring husband!

Will said...

A Minor Bird (Robert Frost)

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.

The fault must partly have been in me.
The bird was not to blame for his key.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song.


[even at 2am?]

Guyana-Gyal said...

Will, I felt a little guilty yes because he has a sweet song, argh, what am I saying!?!

Sab, I moved to the spare bedroom. But I woke up early because of him!

Stolid charisma said...

Suppose is you disturbing the bird and not the other way around..

Anyway, I know a certain person that fixes these kinds of things in a fatal way. Just let me know if you consider..

CG said...

He is looking for a mate desperately. he mus be really ugly becus dem gyals ah na tekkin he seriously, and you have to bear the consequences. ARRGH jus go an find the ting a scrawny chick.

Louis-François Pilard said...

nightingale
night in gale
nighting ale

Louis-François Pilard said...

gal in nightie

Anonymous said...

GG
sounds like pugilistic Pete's cousin!

Louis
gal in nightie drinking ale:)

Exotic Gyal

Pat said...

His voice 'full o' honey and cream'
You have to change your mind set honey and think of it as a beautiful lullaby to lull you to sleep.
Or get Stolid Ch to get his friend to do the - oh no you couldn't.

Guyana-Gyal said...

Pat, I can't imagine doing the bird in, even though I have thought of a rubberband slingshot...
I tried the change of mindset trick but it's not working. It woke me up at 4 a.m. even though I was in the other room!

Exotic Gyal...
...Louis...
I have a good mind to send the bird your way, first to Cayenne then to Merica :-D

CG, hahaha...a thought...imagine if men had to sing to find a gal, ohhhhh me goooshhhh.

Stolid, I wonder if that bird is singing a Bob Marley: I want to disturb my neighbour.
Nah man, I prefer to le' he sing, I ain't voylent.
No...waitaminnit...your friend can take on rats? I think rats are hanging around in the yard...

Kofi Conde said...

I love how you set all the events happening in the different parts of the world in a sort of balance. beautiful.

Guyana-Gyal said...

I'm glad you see it, Kofi, thank you.

We're all linked, though so many may deny it.