Is "Enron by the Sea" tag apt again?
Don Bauder 7:35 p.m., June 19
to seize upon a picket fence
to hop over
on my way in to sit
and listen to your birds sing
i could still fly over
and scamper under
delight you with my antics
yellow headed Chickadee flittering
your fate began to haunt you
it haunted me too
but the chickadee stayed
wizened by the winter
and your bright red wings
cuddled me close from the cold
dread that was coming
Cardinal bright didn’t lose the flame
but that fence has become
too high and wide for me to fly over
and that yard was mine no more
sad is the birdling tempest tossed
the one who must bare the cross
of losing such a friend as you
the kindness of one so true
to happen in an instant
and my love i don’t resent
that you're no longer there
no matter how much i care
i only wish i knew
what became of you
Comments
Stacey77 April 13, 2011 @ 3:10 p.m.
Sniff So sad but so beautiful!
Stacey77 April 13, 2011 @ 3:10 p.m.
I love the theme/techniques used to put this together. You can really feel it.
quillpena April 13, 2011 @ 7:05 p.m.
I thought we were talking about birds, and then your poem turned into a reference to forsaken friendship ... you zigged when I thought you were going to zag. Birds or friends, it's still beautiful and sweet, nan. Thanks.
quillpena April 13, 2011 @ 8:44 p.m.
... I like roadrunners ...
quillpena April 13, 2011 @ 10:10 p.m.
And let's not forget woodpeckers! And I don't like roadrunners and woodpeckers just because of 69 Plymouths and Clay Smith camshafts--they're awesome and whimsical birds.
nan shartel April 14, 2011 @ 6:21 p.m.
i like road runners...woodpeckers and armadillos...desert schemes...hahahahaha ;-D
thx so much Stacey...it is something like i think ur feeling about the loss of a much loved one..my Cardinal died however..and me (his little chickadee) stayed and loved him til his eyes rolled back during the last winter of his life
and that tender place left behind has rendered me a more complete person for the most part...;-?
nan shartel April 14, 2011 @ 6:22 p.m.
great thx Quill...it is sad and tender...likened to the brief relationship the 2 of us lived..namaste dear one ;-D
nan shartel April 14, 2011 @ 6:25 p.m.
yes Railsplitter..i would say it was cosmic PING...the Universe sends me a muse that way (like the beloved one in the poem)sometimes
thx for the drop by and comments ;-D
and i'm so glad u don't say Bahahahahahahah anymore...;-D
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