Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Black Bird In A Blooming Tree

I am a black bird in a blooming tree.
I am a spell bag suspended on a bright string cord.
I am a confession left incomplete,
spoken in a voice as soft as the turning stars.
_____

PS--under the heading of boring minutia, March marks my 7 year blogoversary.

14 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

happy 7 yrs, dearie. :)

Cloudia said...

Happy 7 years of sharing your genius!

Me like short word prettys!
Today YUM. UGH!

You took those broken wings and learned to rhyme! You were only waiting for this moment to begin. Fly, blackbird Shay!



ALOHA from Honolulu
ComfortSpiral
=^..^=

Fireblossom said...

*loves Cloudia's comment*

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Seven years of INCOMPARABLE poetry! Your poetry showed me just how far outside the box poetry can go. We are all the richer for your amazing imagination. I love this poem. It is Perfect.

Sioux said...

And if you weren't blogging, would you still have several published books under your belt?

Happy Blogoversary, Shay.

Lynn said...

Happy blogoversary FB! Love your poems!

Marian said...

Haha Cloudia, thanks a lot for the earworm! That's great.

Hope you'll be here for another 7 years, Shay. Interesting description of a soft, soft voice... I had to quiet down myself in order to recognize that here. Lovely!

Shadow said...

incomplete confession... love the concept *grin*

hedgewitch said...

You very seldom do poems this brief, Shay, but here you show they can be as vital and as potent as a thousand words. Can a confession ever really be complete?--I wonder. Many congratulations on seven years blogging, and thank you for all the amazing poetry.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Each line sings its own song!

Carrie Van Horn said...

Happy 7 year blogoversary Shay! I love this poem.....soft like a sigh close to the heart and ear. :-)

Buddah Moskowitz said...

You are a quiet wonder, quite wonderful.

Sara said...

Congratulations on 7 years!!! It's impressive and almost as impressive as the poetry (and reviews) we discover here:~)

I loved the last lines of this poem!!!

Mama Zen said...

7 years of pure genius (like this poem)!