Feathers of ice falling from a dying bird that I cannot see Though you've not told me I'm certain your wings are bare under the blanket of white and your body will not be there come Spring
Makes me think of the dead bird on saw on the floor of the carport this morning. Sometimes, once they fly in, they just keep trying to get out of the big closed windows and down see the big a$$ opening where they came in. Bummer.
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magical lyrical visual, delectible!
Nice reading words that flow off the tongue.
The eye was normal when the picture was taken. I didn't do anything with it. The squirrel in the snow picture.
great visuals jeff...magic!
Very nice.
intuitive
connected
Those words came to mind when I read this great piece Jeff.
Happy tt!
great imagery....perfect for the theme!
wow. very nice.
Oh, I love this, on the bird level, and deeper. Beautiful, Jeff.
Wonderful stuff. I wish I could write with such lyricism and such economy.
Now, this is certainly imaginative!..
Nice flow, excellent imagery. Poor bird!
Regarding your comment, San Diego is beautiful and I am never bored by the weather there.
That remark came from someone else to me and as I pointed out, even in San Diego one can feel seasonal change...
I wish I were there today as the weather here is wet, gray and miserable.
Nice, Jeff. Very deft touch.
(Sorry typo)
The icon of a snowbird is magical.
Wondrously put down. -J
Makes me think of the dead bird on saw on the floor of the carport this morning. Sometimes, once they fly in, they just keep trying to get out of the big closed windows and down see the big a$$ opening where they came in. Bummer.
Nice, but so very sad. I guess that's the point, hmm?
Aww . . if it wasn't Friday there'd be a tear in my eye. Am I going mad? I linked via TT and got a completely different post to this one in my reader?
Alas, it is so.
Sad but beautiful.
Come Spring We All Will Have Changed.It's True!
There goes that R.E.M. "Losing My Religion" G.G. Marquez thing in my head again.
poignant
lovely images
I'm not sure I get this poem or not, but I like the words and what it conjures in my mind, sad as it is though, at least.
Sorry, but I can't seem to get past the Anne Murray song playing in my head. Pretty words.
I like this one.
This is a lovely circle.
that damn Wonder Woman and her invisible plane...
A wonderful read - thank you...
nice imaginary
Come Spring... many things will not be there ;)
cheers
That is really touching.
I agree this was very nice
Feathers of ice...enjoy that beginning...
Dear Jeff: Wonderful poem; well-written! Especially love the first two lines
"Feathers of ice
falling from a dying bird"
This has a very Haiku feel to it, with the element of water (ice) and other natural themes. Great flow!
This is haunting ....
This is glorious and magical Jeff!
This is gorgeous. I want more poetry from you. This proves it's in there. You know it.
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