Tuesday, May 3, 2011

My one shot this wednesday..

Sweet - I dare not - a jumbled weave
of this intensity,
for what am I - but a forlorn bird -
of a broken dried up tree..

But spring is come and sprouts be seen
on this lump of wood gone dry
the broken at last will be whole again
the bird is free to fly....


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13 comments:

  1. Brian MillerMay 3, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    smiles. glad you are seeing some new life this spring...fly strong little bird....

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  2. ClaudiaMay 3, 2011 at 11:30 AM

    yes - spring seems to have healing power to wounded souls..beautifully conveyed..

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  3. ValerieMay 4, 2011 at 3:45 AM

    Love it. It definitely has the feel-good factor.

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  4. dustusMay 4, 2011 at 4:58 AM

    "a jumbled weave
    of this intensity,"

    A great set up for your free flying rhyme to close. With transformation comes healing. A fine poem

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  5. Kodjo DeynooMay 4, 2011 at 10:13 AM

    Beautiful end, "the bird is free to fly..."

    Nice reading

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  6. RiverMay 4, 2011 at 11:14 AM

    I loved the ending too. :) I felt reference to the seasonal change too. Am I right? curious

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  7. DebMay 4, 2011 at 11:51 AM

    "Fly fly fly fly fly!" Yes, a quote from Hannibal Lecter. ;)

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  8. Maude LynnMay 4, 2011 at 12:23 PM

    This flows beautifully!

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  9. ayalaMay 4, 2011 at 3:51 PM

    Spring can be healing..this is lovely!

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  10. AnonymousMay 4, 2011 at 8:18 PM

    Nice transition. I like the bird metaphor.

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  11. Full-On-ForwardMay 5, 2011 at 1:53 AM

    YES-She is reborn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Loved it!

    J

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  12. A Plain ObserverMay 5, 2011 at 8:15 PM

    and spring comes again and we are renewed over and over so we never die.

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  13. BelindaMay 6, 2011 at 12:07 PM

    Beautiful! I especially love the last two lines!

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