the orange plumed robin's
belly is heavy
sitting on twigged nest-
at top of willow tree
black raven shrills ((()))
returning as birds
to breeding & nurturing
as rain drips-drums-
there is timekeeper
and mapmaker (somewhere)
as maple trees spring
red-orange flowerets & emerald leaves
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille with given word, MAP by host De Jackson. This is a 44 word post. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.
Oh I know the feeling with all those birds returning... our day was cold today, but there were so many birds, many already nesting (and fighting)
ReplyDeleteSO gorgeous, Grace. I LOVE those (((sound waves))). The colors and sounds in this sing.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, Grace, an orange plumed robin and a mapmaker in spring with rain dripping and drumming!
ReplyDeleteYes, nature manages it all without any maps or hardware or software or clocks. It's a miracle every year.
ReplyDeleteLove the rain's drip-drum!
ReplyDeleteSpring charts a course. I love all the images and sounds here, Grace.
ReplyDeleteI like how you connect time and map makers. I know the birds around here are getting real rambunctious. really love those first 2 lines and see her in my mind.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images of spring!
ReplyDeleteBirds are in particularly the players in the "map" of life. Well done!
ReplyDeleteLove the direction you went here. No pun intended. Beautiful imagery. I love birds.
ReplyDeleteMapless migration is so common in nature, eh? Lovely work, Grace. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful song of spring, Grace! How do they find their way? I believe in a heavenly mapmaker/timekeeper :)
ReplyDeleteThe birds have their charted courses in instinct no need of maps; but the joy they bring. Nice one Grace.
ReplyDeleteMuchđź’–love
Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI believe there is a mapmaker out there somewhere. Some creatures follow their instinct and seem to find their way with ease.
ReplyDelete"there is timekeeper
ReplyDeleteand mapmaker (somewhere)."
This is an intriguing stanza.
Yes, we need maps, specific directions. Birds have clocks and compasses in their heads.
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy your poetry ~ especially when you focus on the beauty of nature surrounding us! Cheers. From Helen.
ReplyDeleteI think birds are so poetry-inspiring and I love your depictions of them here. Happy Spring, Grace!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous!
ReplyDeleteLove your imagery
ReplyDeleteI love this! Imagery that speaks to the heart. 🙏
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