Ousel

Mum and baby blackbird

'The brightest region of being' Plato

 innocence

looking at the world

newly fledged

sweet baby blackbird

the birth of a melody

a full crop of worms

                                                 ©Rose

The Dark Side

the dark side lies

where the raven flies

at dusk

and rises at dawn

where dreams are born

from bones and dust

and naught is as it seems

where love and lust

are blurred

and promises slurred

by unwept tears

there secrets hide

defiling the years

like quiescent embryos

they cling to the dark side

while paranoia echoes

©Rose

The Restless Wind

Tether my soul

to the restless wind

that heeds

no light

nor dark

that I may hark

the dawn of verse

as it's born

rippling through

the grass

that I may witness

the golden rays

of a sonnet

upon the wings

of a gull

and hear 

the breathless lull

of poetry

as the sun sets

on the sea

 ©Rose

Huginn and Muninn

Thought takes flight

on raven's wing

to rest in nest

of twig and feather

knit and twined 

and bound together

In age old yarn

memory is buried

stacked and racked

to be lost forever

©Rose

These are my two beautiful fourth generation ravens. the first juveniles of this season. I have named them Huginn and Muninn (Thought and Memory) (You might not see Muninn in the top right conrner of the image.)

The names I borrowed from Norse Mythology  with Odin having two Ravens one to be his eyes and  the other to be his ears. 

I have been a bit out of ink lately , you know what it's like when you wake up with words in your head so sure you will remember them but when you actually get the time to write they have flown the coop!  Well this is a bit about that and them. and me. My most favourite bit of Raven mythology must surely be the one where the Raven was white and stole the sun, moon, stars, and water and fire. The raven was seen as the bringer of light.

No Longer Afraid

Your sighs tame the wind

weaving your whispers

through my hair

i am no longer afraid

to love

Your heartbeat measures

the silence of the night

i am no longer afraid

of the dark

Your embrace warms

the cold hours before dawn

i am no longer afraid

to dream

©Rose

Rain On Me

Standing in the

falling rain

I tremble

like the rose

drenched in the dawn

that lifts her face

and spreads

her leaves

to hide her thorns

I stand in the

falling rain

just to feel

your touch again

©Rose

The Aura Of You

Spellbound 

by the enchantment

of this moment

I drift into a reverie

meandering through

a labyrinth

of emotions

that breathe life

into my soul

Charmed 

by the pure elation

the ecstasy and

the magic of

the aura of spring

I am reminded

of a moment 

when

I gazed into

your eyes and

my soul

danced

©Rose

Welcoming Spring!

The gentle cascade

of cherry blossom petals

spills to the ground

- tears of joy -

welcoming you! 

And I recall:-

Your gentle whispers

the warmth of your breath

 upon my cheek...

Your sweet melody

the notes of your song

tangled in my hair...

Your delicate embrace

the essence of your perfume

wafting all around me..

And I too welcome you!