Yesterday's Blackbird

hints of things seen
at a distance -

to follow up which
would require

persistence..:)

Ah yes, persistence and birds of a feather, now I remember :)

The blackbirds always seem to tell a darker tale...

We personify the chilling tale in the daylight.  :) Whatever it may be...

I love how you think Gabriel :)

yesterdays return on dark wings...

The slipstream of memory.

People always think blackbirds and crows signal death ... To me they mark rejuvination.  For me this piece speaks to that ... death has passed and the birds signal reincarnation, possibilities.

There is superstition.  It exists. Crows are awesome and intelligent creatures that are aware of their world, just as most animals are, but they are also aware of humans.  I love watching them.  I wonder what they would have to say about all this poetry..  :) Split its tongue and one might tell you something.


Thank you Lobo. I am about rejuvenation.  And definitely about moving out of the realms of superstition to know what's really there.  

words to swoon to PS:
like a moment released for ransom

Thank you, whale :)

blackbird fly...

I wasn't even after him. This is the one that said, hey, let me pose for this nice lady in the hayfield. And so he did. :)  

It's awesome...

3rd sentence should be were not where, yes?

Enjoyed, Reita...

Thank you, Ed :)

Blackbird!

Ta-da!

So subtle, yet you capture the moment and all its details.

Your comments are so thoughtful.  :) Thank you.