Tuesday, September 17, 2019

Late Fledgling


She makes no sound
And melts among colors
Of the ground --much
As a memory sinks
Into the heart of me.
Time passes, clouds
Roll, doves instruct 
The human soul.





18 comments:

  1. Oh "melting with color of ground " is so fascinating and sublime dear Geo
    so beautifully defined ,i am touched!

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    1. My thanks, dear Baili, for your sensitive and encouraging comment. In Nature, there are unending metaphors for existence.

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  2. Doves have such delicate, lovely colouring - and your poem is delicate and lovely too, Geo.

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    1. 0_Jenny, the dove's symbolism of peace is carried in its call, but also in its grace and courage. Thanks for your lovely comment.

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  3. Another beauty, Geo. I have read it several times and each time it gets lovelier and lovelier.

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    1. Most kind, dear Arleen. Maybe if I write enough poetry I will get lovlier too.

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  4. Geo - what a beautiful poem and photo. She certainly does melt among the colors. Is that a mourning dove? I can't tell.

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    1. I believe you're right, Jon. Norma's the expert on birds here but she's off helping with family stuff today. I just now tried looking up looking our bird's markings and came up with Mourning Dove, less probably a Common Ground Dove. Beyond that, my own ornithological expertise favors Small Mutant Gorilla.

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  5. Every creature has a story. Love, cat.

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    1. Well put, dear Cat. I try to treat all creatures with respect --well, except for mosquitoes.

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  6. Indeed, Geo...and how desperately humanity needs that wise instruction...
    Beautiful...and deeply moving!😊😊

    Do hope you have a magical weekend, my friend!

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    1. Most kind Ygraine, and quite true. I likewise hope you have a "magical weekend" --there's magic in hope...in you.

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  7. "Doves instruct the human soul." Warms that warm my heart.
    Thank you, Geo.
    A sweet new week and year to you.

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  8. Lovely, dear dude. Your poem touched my heart.

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    1. Dear Susan, your generous comment likewise touches me. I am honored.

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  9. Oh this is gloomy but so beautiful dear Geo :)

    your description is MAGICAL !

    departing from her flock makes me sad
    blessings!

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    1. Most kind, dear Baili. The little dove has since taken flight and pursues her life.

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