What the Heart Wants to See
Oh little shake of
fluff and feather,
At my window in
blustery weather,
Athwart the pine
branch dipping down,
You flit away without
a sound.
C. Wilson
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6 comments:
So beautiful!
Beautiful, evocative and a little sad, all at once.
Thank you, Marianne . . .
It is so interesting . . . the very different ways we find beauty this time of year.
And thank you, Rev. Paul . .
You have a poets heart.
The title of my post was inspired by my favorite poet's poem:
Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
Of course - it's Robert Frost
I always love your poems, as well as the ones you share by other poets....and I forgot to say how spectacular I found that photo. Great job!
Marianne . . Thank you so much.
You truly experience poetry in your daily life.
You walk through so much more experience day to day than most can imagine.
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