We have cardinals hanging around our yard all the time. I have heard their tunes many times and had them sit in the tree next to my back deck and stare at me. I think they want me to fill the feeder.
I can sense that slight touch of regret of wanting that love that was so fleeting to linger in the mind just a bit longer.
These borrowed moments of connection may be fleeting, but eye to eye seems to speak volumes above anything that can be spoken and linger long after something disturbs the scene and ruffles their feathers into flight, breaking the connection.
I wonder if it is still wondering about you Jacob, or perhaps a loose feather has given him an idea and is penning his piece about the meeting of minds.
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
thank you for this review, Lorry...
I feel like a loose feather these days.
j.
When we delve into past and immerse into a deep thought then time seems to stop there. And a cardinal or a cuckoo can echo our thought as their tune represents serene peace. But sooner or later that prosody must break as thought can not liger eternally
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
I love this response...it is better than the poem.
There are mysterious rendezvous moments when
Cardinals appear to mourn the passing of a loved one.
Those borrowed moments are fleeting... when primrose
promises are seen in a glance ... like a path that we all
must take where peaceful music is heard in the breeze
of eternal love... a dedicated review of the passing of a
Spirit renewed. tenderly, Pat
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..