Today's Poem.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

 

 

Today's Poem.

 

As my pen hovers above clean paper I ask
what elegance will awe me as light rouses
dawn to nature's sessions of fresh happenings.

 

Yet nothing I scribe could be half as exciting 
while in those first throws of morning's glory 
gray turns to mauve when the sun begins rising.

 

Then autumn's remaining red rose 
genuflects
in petally gratitude for daylight 
as marigolds 
flutter their yellow and nod to 
one sparrow 
who lands on top of dew-wet 
geranium heads
and stops without any wobble
to slake a thirst.

 

Legs astride as he bends to sip my heart sighs 
in marvel at bird-agility then as tiny wings flail
feathers reflect to perfection sky's pale pink lighting.

 

Oh yes, he is today's poem I will try to write.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 2nd, 2019 02:52
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  • orchidee

    A lovely write Fay.

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    ANGELA HERE (9pm Monday - nice supper of NZ LAMBBURGERS !) Its my experience too FAY - That in all of NATURE there is always a POEM trying to PENETRATE our meditating MUSE. Love Nature - Love YOU for releasing another of Natures hidden gems - AMEN ! Love SPARRERS - Thanks for sharing the PHOTO !

    Blessings & Peace & Joy
    Love ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

  • dusk arising

    Yours is the dawn Fay. Time after time you give us another facet of its beauty.
    Today one of our common wild birds sadly in decline, much overlooked. These brisk little chaps and chapettes suddenly appear and are gone in a flash. A pleasure to catch one taking its morning dew. Lovely picture too.

    We used to put out stale bread for them as a child and there would be a huge flight of hedge sparrows and house sparrows, starlings and blackbirds. Rarely seen in such numbers today.

  • Chris Yellow

    Oh, nature.. the eternal muse, such perfection and intricate simplicity drives an attentive audience to hunger in marvel.

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful colourful write Fay.

  • kevin browne

    Your poem reflects back thousands of years as the bird flies above, to taste their prey and to diversify into different species in which we marvel at every day. You've captured a natures thriving environment and to the connection in the lives these amazing creature which we adore. Thanks for sharing this warm-hearted poem. I love it, too...

  • Neville

    and just as your little birdie seems to have done.. you my poetic friend have equally succeeded ....... N



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