The Sunday Whirl #243
A Unique Story
all stories seem to return to the source standstill just a moment
and begin
again each a journey a cycle
how to tell the
story that is uniquely your own add a
stone
until the vessel overflows each is born more
or less exactly the same
everything comes
together the atoms and all the stars in the sky
are
aligned something wondrous happens and we call it you
it happens for
each of us only once
March 20, 2016
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The Sunday Whirligig
#51
Open, drought,
aiming, arms, oaks, surprise, warblers, branches, feeders, black,
beige, flycatchers
The Birds Show Us
How
yesterday i heard
the cry of the fly catcher he calls to me
each spring at his
return i answer his call said i was glad to see him again
i no longer fill the
feeders there is danger in the garden my new kitten is a
killer
i don't think the
fly catcher really minds he does not eat the seeds
i put out he
prefers flying insects the little finches
like the black
seeds but this year they will have to look elsewhere
the mighty oaks in
my native home have small root systems
when it rains a
lot and the winds come the oaks simply fall over
it is a
surprise to hear the thump on the roof of your house
everywhere there
is danger you would not know
to see them as
they go about their lives it seems a total joy
they flit through
the air build nests raise their families
seemingly without
fear they show us how to continue
March 20, 2016
14 comments:
Greetings Annell - its been a while... This is brilliant, beautifully fashioned - enjoyed every little nuance of this piece.. Must come back more often... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
I love both of these, but especially how the birds teach us how to continue in spite of danger all around. We need that lesson! I love the message in the first poem, too, "something wondrous happens and we call it you." Wonderful, Annell!
Wonderful poems both of them :D it just keeps getting better and better..!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
The second one really stands out.. We know that we have to face that danger, just like oak and birds... When end comes it's abrupt.
Sometimes those feeders can be a trap....and I love the first poem too especially,
'how to tell the story
that is uniquely
your own add a stone
until the vessel overflows'
i like them both, the second one with its ominous kitty danger is a definite read again
have a good Sunday
much love...
Only once. May we grab a hold with both hands and respond with love and gusto.
So true...it happens to each of us ONLY once! Definitely wondrous, worth celebrating --- life is such a gift!
I always enjoy reading you.
ZQ
Looks like you have found the way to fix whatever wasn't cooperating. I like both poems. Recognizing our uniqueness and then learning how to continue the same.
Elizabeth
"something wondrous happens
and we call it you"
So lovely.....this....and the mix of stars and atoms, too :-)
I love both of these very much. Perhaps the first a little more ... but then there's that wonderful line, 'they show us how to continue'. Altogether a treat!
we are indeed a unique clash of atoms..a cosmic stone all of our own..the line 'my new kitten is a killer' made me smile - i am kind of glad he is ;)
I especially love the second one Annell....I love the lessons the birds can teach.
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