robin the rain

[laleesh]

the sun drops west ;

on the treetops
rest sated scarlet-chested
featherguests
of flame.

low refrains
of scattered chant recall
a luscious feast
of ants

provided
by an early run
of rain.

[shane]

Laleesh, you’ve painted a lovely picture. We’ve had horrible wet storms here, but your write brings to mind the post-shower magic that I’d forgotten.

[laleesh]

alaya, thank you! didn't you post a poem about robins? it seems someone did, and i want to think it was you?

shane, that post-shower magic cost me a fortune!! last sunday i had to go and get all the boys (two grandkids and a nephew) each their own binoculars. they all wanted to see through mine, but oh no! mine hold too many sacred images; i don't want them shattered. :)

this week robins, last week yellow doves. we're all ready for the next flock, whatever they may be.




:)
laleesh

[Poeticpiers]

sheer witch craft laleesh I saw thu your binoculars ivor

[dreammagic]

Beautiful language - 'featherguests of flame' is lovely. This poem made me smile. :)

Phil

[laleesh]

ivor and phil, thank you guys for reading, and letting me know you read. this is very meaningful to me. :)

hey, i saw a robin in the branches today being unmercifully tormented by a pointed old, beady eyed crow. malevolent! the robin was pretty cool though and the only feathers that seemed ruffled were my own. :)



:)
laleesh

[naturalist]

you look so damn cute with those feathers ruffled too...

ah, it's good to read your work love!

thank you - I so do miss the country and things like watching the birds and the clouds.

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