Image via Magpie Tales i won't be leaving here with you nor will you be staying with me for any longer than you see fit that is just the way of it it is the silent refrain of my being i won't be leaving here with you but i will stay, until my time is done as your ceremonial chosen one no, this won't be my last tour though it is the first time i won't be leaving here with you shh, now, darling. this is what i do i see it in your eyes, our time's drawing to a close. please don't mind the tears they come, they go, it's true... i won't be leaving here with you Rene ~ December 8, 2012
I love the whole idea of those birds.
ReplyDeleteThey're at it in my backyard as I type this!
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ReplyDeleteBirds are such marvels of nature. Loved your words!
Thank you!
DeleteI don't understand how this fits today's motif. Explain? (And yet, I am happy for seeing the birds.)
ReplyDeleteDrowning in a sea of birds. It may be stretch. I can remove the link if you'd like.
DeleteNo, please don't remove it. Thanks for explaining with such grace.
DeleteLike the expression breakneck blur
ReplyDeleteAh, neither can I. Smiles.
ReplyDeleteI can see the waves of birds flowing over the trees as if all are connected.
ReplyDeleteAha - I loved every word!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautifully evocative.
ReplyDeleteA group of birds can be a magnificent sight....beautifully done Rene! So wonderful to see you...feels like it has been a long time....I do miss Magpie Tales...I am hoping it will someday return.
ReplyDeleteWe will never keep up with the birds.
ReplyDeleteI love birds - all of them, even the vultures and raptors. Excellent poem.
ReplyDeleteShort and flooding....!!
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