Inspired by OVP8, SaraFM8, BB8,
Origins
Once black wings flapped,
and darkness lifted
so, the seasons fly in bird hues,
cardinal red, goldfinch yellow, peacock blue,
heron grey, and dove white
feathers drop, and we glimpse
light emitted, caught, refracted, reflected,
coned and rodded—
perceptions parsed through legends and time–
does knowing it make it more
or less mysterious?
More or less beautiful?
Once there was no word for blue—
seen, unseen–
all the colors, all the light,
bright-beaked, tail-feathers gleaming,
soaring out of sight.
For Day 8 of Paul Brookes’ Poetry Month Ekphrastic Challenge. You can see all the art and read the responses here.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
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Thank you, Michael!
My pleasure, Merril! xx Michael
A beautiful mystery! Best wishes for a wonderful Easter holiday, Merril! xx Michael
Thank you, Michael! Enjoy your holiday! 💙
Thanks, Merril! I hope you also will enjoy sunny days! xx Michael
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Wow, Merril, an amazing poem. I just love how it starts, “Once black wings flapped, and darkness lifted” – i read and see that as such clever imagery of a crow’s black wings spreading and it soaring away. Thank you.
Thank you so much for your kind words, Steve!
You’re welcome!
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Thank you, Paul!
Lovely prism of color, Merril!
Thank you, Marian!
I love this uplifting poem! It matches the beautiful sunshine outside my window today.
Thank you so much, Liz! Enjoy your beautiful day!
You’re welcome, Merril! So far so good with the beautiful day enjoyment!!
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So beautifully uplifting (no, I didn’t steal the word from Liz, I was planning on using it!) Gorgeous poem for this gorgeous day.
Thank you so much, Dale! 💙
My pleasure 🙂
That crow has been in so many poems over the last few says! Love the bird colours that make the light.
Thank you so much!
The crows around the river have been very active. Some are building nests, too.
Yes, here too. The whole crow family, crows, magpies, ravens and jay cousins are squabbling and buzzard baiting.
They’re fun to watch!
They are! Spectacular 🙂
It’s always more mysterious. I love the way the colors are stitched into light. (K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe!
“perceptions parsed through legends and time–” is a lovely line
Thank you very much, Derrick. I’m so pleased you think so.
Beautiful reflection on refraction of light! ❤️
Thank you so much, Punam!
You are welcome.