Gnarled roots like fingers grip
an ebony cane with a silver tip
Leaves drape shadows over wood
Carved like stone where angels stood
Darkness like a veil encloses
empty soil where once bloomed roses
Under tree trunk thick and strong
a desolate thrush cries out in song
'Come back, come back my love,
thou art as pretty as the stars above.'
Alas for he, love is unrequited
But he knows not, so is truly delighted
He finds below his perch in tree
a silvered cane from she to he
he realises little and not enough
This gift 'tis not but useless fluff
He is not a thieving bird,
nor can she sing single word
they can look and pass a glance
but for anything else there is not a chance
So thrush sings on, sings on,
and magpie wings on, wings on,
never to meet, never to speak
totally dissimilar except for their similar beaks
And somewhere someone will hear with glee
The ballad of the thrush-in-tree
They'll pause not once from their quiet stroll
knowing their cane lies safe in sheltered knoll
Magpie Tales
19 comments:
Dear Aiofe.Troxel: Magnificent verse. Classic poetry! I am reminded of a romp through a forested glen to find this reclaimed by nature walking cane . Mighty fine writing!
I enjoyed reading this very much. Such vivid imagery!
there is an amazing depth in ur poems. layers and layer..
first time at ur blog... loved reading :)
Some beautiful writing here. Lovely rhyme patterns. And I really like how you included the magpie!
Love the concept and wonder: who writes what? Does one person write something and the other finishes or do you both collaborate on all the words? Just wondering...
Teri:
Here is an explanation :)
A fitting end for a cane and a love story. Lovely; I really enjoyed it. The words are woven together so well!
Star
Amazing talent! And only a teenager! I predict a bright future.
wow. your verse was just magnificent...i have little to say other than bravo! nice magpie!
Full of imagery and very clever rhyme patterns.
I am in awe of such poetry
Christine
Such a clever poem..lovely old fashioned feel! Thank you...
Great imagery in this one. I especially loved the rhyme patterns--but perhaps not as much as I loved the way you ended the poem.
So mystical and magical - beautifully crafted!
this was lovely, smooth and lilting...a fine magpie!
The rhythm was perfect. Easy to read but very profound. Great job.
QMM
impressive,
especially in poetry form!
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/magpie-tale-the-magical-wish/
here is mine!
You've a wonderful way with verse here, and I love the wistful feel. Great job!
You capture the feelings or essence of the little thrush, which makes you smile, feel light headed, and wistful at the same time.
Joanny
loved this--thought of Poe...could hear their songs...excellent post!
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