Mocking the Bird (Satire) (poem) by Ronald W. Hull on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on March 14, 2016

YUP...AND IT ALL WON'T BE OVER UNTIL AFTER NOVEMBER! CHEEP, CHEAP! THANKS OR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE, HIS INSPIRAITONS

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 12, 2016

An intellectual look at an un-intellectual series of events possibly leading up to what could be a great big mistake, more so than the last one eith or so years ago, in this our fair country...I thought "he" said that hair wasn't a toupee, but since I don't care, it matters not nowhere...-e-

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on March 11, 2016

I enjoyed this brilliant satire. I call it deep incite!.
One wonders what the world is coming too,,,,,,M

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 10, 2016

"Cheep, Cheep" I'd much rather listen to any bird singing than to listen to that toupee trumping.

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on March 9, 2016

a very kool write Ron
I detect A CHEEP SHOT AT THE "TRUMP"
I TOO LOVE "MOCKINGBIRDS" ONE OF MY FAVORITE POEMS Is "THE MOCKINGBIRD
peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Clarence Prince

Reviewed on March 8, 2016

Nice work, Ron! And that's a mocking bird to look at, beautiful indeed!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 7, 2016

You made me smile more than once with this clever and witty poem that flows so fuidly, Ron. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on March 7, 2016

~Ron~
Clever this political humor.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on March 7, 2016

This should ruffle a few feathers. The man with the toupee seems to have a similar size brain to that of a bird. Excellent allegorical, humorous poetry.

Reviewed by Rebecca McKeehan

Reviewed on March 6, 2016

A brilliant allegory! Listen to the mocking bird..

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on March 6, 2016

VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Eva Pasco

Reviewed on March 6, 2016

A "cheep" shot mocking birds of a political feather! A panoramic bird's eye view.

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

A sad tale that's not so sad after all. It was worth it, as you say "to make sense of it all"; at least it's worth a try. Love the play on words. . . great idea well executed. Thanks, Ron.
John

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

Ron, your 'Mocking Bird' swept in and mocked politicos of every political persuasion. And what an eye he has for gathering in detail. Love your humor and observations Ron. They cheep, but are not cheap, peep, peep! Jon Michael

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

Copy cat birds, copy cat words. Thought provoking poetry for sure! Worth another read again and again...

Reviewed by Lakshmi Sharma

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

A nice piece. Though I do not understand the political background, as a poet you advance and evolve. You rely so much on rhyme always Ron; in this poem, you make a great use of internal rhyme which to me is more effective in a poem of this kind than simple rhyme. Well done.

Reviewed by David Thompson

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

Here in West Virginia, we don't vote in the primary election until May. And here I am, like The Little Engine That Could: I think I can vote for this one, I think I can vote for that one...And then something happens, making me groan, I don't think I can, I don't think I can. Still, I huff and puff and chug some more, I think I know, I think I know, but I'm not sure, but I'm not sure. Whew! Whew!

David

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

And as the mocking birds mock, the ostriches hide their heads in the ground. Love the satire. To bad those mocking birds don't migrate far away.

Michael D.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

The political subtext is evident to this reader. We are witnessing the return of the demagogue. A rabble-rouser appealing to the popular passions and prejudices of the hoi polloi, and, remarkably, some of the clerisy as well. The process is numbing. Well cogitated. r

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

Strange… As I wrote this, I didn't think I was writing about birds at all.???

Ron

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

I love the sounds of birds chirping against rising sun. A good yawn and stretch and a strong cup of coffee. Ahhhh.......

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

You took on the poor little mocking bird. Eh, I'll admit they can be infuriating. There's a remedy for that, however. Get yourself a little B.B Gun, shoot three or four, clean'um and make bluejay 'n dumplings. Guess I'll catch hell with that remark. Make sure it's a BB Gun, anything larger there wouldn't be enough to dress.

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on March 5, 2016

A charmer. Where I live, scrub-jays raise hell with their vocalizations, especially when the resident squirrel in the pine tree just outside my study window decides to go on a foraging trek. So, I guess, I'm one who also mocks the bird, as it/they have no respect for the tranquility of Oregon space. Now, the crows? When they drop by, one caw caw of their megaphone propensity and all is quiet... including the scrub-jays and Burt, the squirrel.