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| Art and Photo courtesy of Ella's Edge |
I am a fragment
of my former plumage;
accept being alone.
Lighter, smaller,
my quill quiet.
Prefer soaring freely,
spinning out of control
Winging skyward,
free falling with abandonment.
Tickling, teasing, creating wonder.
Embracing nature's simplicity,
her freedom.
Not always thrilled to laud
a beauty's vanity,
number of enemies slain,
nor celebrate a hunter's success.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, August 23, 2012
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| Photo courtesy of "AimlessMusings2010" |
This will also be linked with Friday Flash 55 - a story (or in my case, usually a poem) in 55 words - no more, no less. (link up after 8pm Thursday's)
23 comments:
Margaret, your poem is mystic and spiritual and so full of insight. This was the perfect prompt for your poetic style.
I never imagined what a feather would say. You do it so creatively! I too would rather the flight than the trophy--tho I pick up feathers in admiration if they fall or are thrown away.
This is beautiful, Margaret... I especially like the first 5 lines.
you brought your subject to life quite beautifully. there is something very peaceful in this; maybe it is the "free falling with abandonment" and all the ways of embracing freedom.
"Embracing nature's simplicity,
her freedom."
This sentiment stands out to me...such a beautifully worded poem, Margaret. Your imagery just flits like a feather in the sky! :)
I like the freedom of the feather ~ The first stanza is specially lovely ~
Grace
Hannah... my words "flit" I LOVE that :)
I love your first and last stanza! Beautiful yet thought provoking. Great job!
Mine is here
Have you a ROCKING AND BLESSED WEEKEND!!!
hugs
shakira
great use of language to really vreated the mood in this margaret....words like abandonment set the stage...esp in contrast the freedom...that last bit is tight too...
I love "I am a fragment of my former plumage....." and "winging skyward" makes my heart lift. Lovely writing.
Margaret Bednar...
Exquisite!!
You have such a beautiful thought process, and it's evident to the World!
Loved your 55 My Friend
Thank you for this little Gem!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End...
BTW...Your comment hyperlink connected to MY POST....:-)
This so good...the feathery feeling and the last stanza is a real punch...
Wild and free is definitely better.
A feather's destiny...this has a spiritual/mystic feeling to it. I tried to pick a favorite part, but all of it spoke to me so profoundly.
I saw your poem as a metaphor for aging. Perhaps that's been on my mind lately!
Thanks for featherlight- (although I envisioned a slightly larger feather
because of all the soaring and gliding-) enjoyed the second photo!
Very lovely!
I love the guided feel of your words~
I too thought of aging, how life dances and beguiles us and then sometimes gives us a kick into reality! Your words were romantic and felt like they were floating~
I loved it~
I really love where this image took you - the opening lines are just amazing, and each stanza takes the central idea up a notch. I so enjoyed the read.
Your feather of a poem floats lightly down, and shows so many different facets and thoughts as it falls. Such a lot packed in here it's hard to believe it's only 55 words--lovely photo at the bottom, too, as well as Ella's.
fascinating perspective and meditation on something so simple.
Nice confirmation of the joy of being a loner. Loved your 55.
Lots of wisdom applicable to life found in just a simple feather. Wonderful!
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