Magpies , every time I see them 

a smile makes itself known , inside of me 

The long tails with that of the blue 

like the brightened blue sea like sky , living within 

maybe she once lived as a fish , emerging as a bird 

a bird with a segment of the blue from the salty sea 


the magpie stands 

she almost skips and hops her way across the grass 

by the trees who are smiling as she is walking her path 

she skips and hops 

bright eyed , joyful and at ease with the blue bright eyed colour at the end of her tail 

which is there because of her previous life in the sea as a fish 

where all that lived was blue 


now that she is a bird , a magpie 

the environment she once lived in 

lives at the end of her tail 

is a part of her 

she cannot forget the sea or her life as a fish 

at times it was beautiful 

other times she wanted to be one of those birds living above her , living above the sea 


she’s a magpie , she skips and she hops 

excited with her new life 

where she is allowed difference 

where she isn’t living in the sea 

where she’s allowed to be the bird , the bird she’s always wanted to be 


she skips and she hops , her inner spirit is alive 

and I love when I see her 

the magpie with the beautiful skip and hop 

happy , cheery eyed and adventurous 


Her past is behind her on the end of the tail with the segment of the salty sea 




  • orchidee

    A fine write Rose.

  • dusk arising

    Pretty aren't they, but not popular company for the other birds.

    The birds in your trees will be staying put hoping the cotton wool clouds will rain on Mr and Mrs Magpie. But im sure the greeness of the grass loves the tickle of their feet......

    • yellowrose

      Yes , I think they are pretty . I’m sure the magpies would prefer being liked a little bit more , ... probably a reason for them not being popular .

      Thanks for your comment , dusk )

      • dusk arising

        I always used to count the magpies in line with the old poem/song. The most i ever saw in one place was nineteen at Pembrey in South Wales.

      • 4 more comments

      • Saxon Crow

        This is brilliant on so many levels Rose. Faved

        • yellowrose

          Thankyou crow 🙂 just love the blue on the end of their tail ... couldn’t help but think of the sky or the sea .. so just went with the idea of her past as a fish .
          I’m glad you liked this ... and thanks for making it a favourite

        • Teddy.15

          Ah, I adore magpies but apparently they steal bright objects like diamonds and gold did you ever hear that? Also when they are alone we should salute them, true stuff I was told as a child. Hey so uplifting this just feel happy, wonderful rose. 🌹 🤗

          • yellowrose

            Thankyou teddy . I’ve never heard of that until now ... maybe it’s not as true as they say ? I’m glad it made you feel happy and that you found it uplifting ...🙂

          • Neville

            You have a wonderful poets imagination and pen my friend ..

            ever so much enjoyed & truly ... 🙂 x

            • yellowrose

              Thankyou Neville ... for your kind and supportive words 🙂glad it was enjoyed

            • L. B. Mek

              always good to remember, according to evolution we first had tetrapods
              that could barely crawl, way before anything evolved enough, to fly and hop through the sky
              like with aeroplanes, maybe we too can individually - eventually, share the skies with the Magpies
              maybe, that's how we survive the next cataclysm climate change
              (thanks for sharing, wonderful imagery)

            • Neil Higgins

              I really like this Rose An excellent poem.Full of positive vibes.

              • yellowrose

                Thankyou Neil 🙂 glad you enjoyed the read .

              • Fay Slimm.

                You have such a way with words when describing the wonders of nature and this is no exception dear Rose - magpies stand out to me as gloriously colourful and very neat.

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