november robin
up
there
chatted
the wee bird
high viewing frosty blue
its blushing breast
in filigree twigs
a living jewel -
the Great Vow - embodied
it
flashed
away
essence in space
Commments
Loved this - you painted a picture with words and the image of the words too - in the last line the word "flashed" in red is the robin. How very clever, succinct and effective.
This is clever. Your blogs have different streams of comments. No end to the cleverness of Wol. I commented on your last poem again by mistake.
Freda
Really lovely poem, Cynthia. Enjoyed this very much. x
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Sun 21st Nov 2010 12:51
Oh! It's altered its appearance somewhat :-)
I loved this the first time i read it. To be completely honest i preferred the first version of lay out though.
I enjoyed the flitting words like a robin flitting from tree to shrub and back to tree. Lovely.x
That's all it takes sometimes isn't it? A fleeting glance of something other, something beautiful co-existing in all this vastness. Moments like that inspire you with hope or at least make you appreciate the wonder of it all.
Lovely take on the theme Cynthia. x
As it happened, no ricochets necessary; a birdsong did it all.
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winston plowes
Fri 3rd Dec 2010 15:42
Hi Cynthia. Sure this has become coloured and colourful since I last looked. Its fantastic. You have managed to do something with the text poster that noone else has managed. You have not just done it though (that would be quite easy), you have done it brilliantly. My fav bit is the barely legible essence in space. Win x :-)