Monday, 20 February 2012


Death, new life, apposition.

Red feathers stand out
from gelatinous mud
bottom of bank
little bird lying still

hazel catkins hang long
unadorned branches
spring hesitantly shows
winter slowly fading

whirl pools create stream
hurriedly passing
runs without obstruction
journey with intention

celandines bright
primrose hiding
violets waiting
nestling down

dead robin in the dirt
lamb tails adorning branches
pileworts displaying
on a walk from my house





24 comments:

KaHolly said...

Sounds like a lovely walk, despite the poor dead robin. Spring is coming!

the cuby poet said...

KaHolly: I am so lucky to be able to take a walk like this straight out of my front door. Every walk is different in a tiny way.

Ola said...

nice that you feel spring already and shows us also optimistic aspects of this season!

the cuby poet said...

Ola: These are the very first small signs of Spring, but hopeful for what is to follow.

Out on the prairie said...

Spring around you sounds nice.

The hearts I make in a variety of mediums, I like all the ideas that came to you from them.

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm said...

Well shoot. I was hoping the little bird was going to be okay.

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Too bad about the Robin... BUT---I have a Robin here which I am not very happy with right now. He is staking out his 'claim' --and thinks he sees another Robin (reflection) in our sliding glass door. SO--he wakes us up at 6 a.m. PECKING on our window.... NOT FUNNY!!!!!! ha

Sounds like you had a great walk despite the Robin.
Hugs,
Betsy
Please please please get rid of your Word Verification. I cannot read it... Thanks so much.

the cuby poet said...

Out on the prairie: Spring is just around the corner.

the cuby poet said...

Lisa @ Two Bears Farm : So sorry about the robin.

the cuby poet said...

Betsy from Tennessee:Robins come and robins die - c'est la vie. Will sort word verification.

Doris said...

How sad to see a dead robin but spring is on your doorstep. We have a long way to go up here. Snow yesterday and no sign of flowers, just a few crocus shoots coming through.

the cuby poet said...

Doris: A hopeful day twinged with sadness.X

Kathiesbirds said...

Interesting. I had to look up the word apposition. I had never heard it before. Interesting. I am still trying to get its essence.

Lots of imagery here, but then, the change of seasons does that to you, doesn't it.

Ina in Alaska said...

such is life I guess...

the cuby poet said...

Kathiesbirds: I used apposition instead of juxtaposition. The seasons change always gives me something to write about one way or another. I try to draw with my words so pleased you got the images.

the cuby poet said...

Ina in Alaska: Most definitely the way of life......

Nancy Claeys said...

New life and early death always seem to come hand-in-hand. Lovely poem.

the cuby poet said...

Nancy Claeys: Welcome here and thanks for your comments so glad you liked this poem.

Yvonne said...

I like the way you've captured the stream " journey with intention".

Have to agree with Betsy from Tenessee: word verification is impossible on 1st attempt.

the cuby poet said...

Yvonne: Good to know that you liked this line, it seems to take a while to find the words which are just right.
Word Verification being dealt with.

EG Wow said...

You certainly saw a LOT while on your walk. How sad about the robin.

the cuby poet said...

EG Wow:Welcome here. Thanks for reading my poem.

Lady Mondegreen's Secret Garden said...

Without death, and the sorrow attached to loveliness passed, the joy of new life would not be as intense: we would take it for granted. The dead robin is an important part of Life I think. Great apposition - and so pleased to know that spring is creeping up on you :-)

the cuby poet said...

Lady M: Thank you for these thoughtful words and great criticism of my poem. It is always helpful to understand why a poem works for its readers.:)