Tall trees in a tangle
where a creeks flows in springtime
running dry in the summer
there in the thicket
in the dark blue shade
the red tanager hides
elusive as a memory
of beauty.
Deep in the shadows
it appears as a dark silhouette until
a shaft of sunlight falls
brightly illuminating
that which I am pursuing
and then I remember
why I am here.
~Kathiesbirds (3-9-2010)
8 comments:
So beautiful.
Thanks Bobbie! I am glad you enjoyed it.
Lovely!
Thanks Dawn! The full story is yet to come! We did so much it took me 4 posts (including this one)to get it all in!
Perfect Kathie.
Kathie, you are a wonder of a woman and I love you and your work dearly. I hope you do not mind that I put your lovely poem on my blog....Renee has left us.
Sad for those of us who loved her but at least she no longer suffers.
Love and hugs, Arija
Thanks Roy!
Arija, I am so sorry about Renee and so glad that you liked my poem!
Beautiful poem! I think it takes courage to write words like that.
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