Butterfly

she spreads her beauty

between pale green leaves

harlequined with sun

©Rose

Chasing Rainbows

lover come 

dance with me

in the shadow 

of dreams and reality

there we'll 

chase rainbows

watch the stars

twinkle between 

our toes

we'll plant 

kisses

cover them

with moonbeams

and other 

heavenly things

and lover 

you know

our love 

may just grow

©Rose

How To Fly

 First you would need these things

they are called wings

 drop right and lift left to turn left

like so - the tail is for steering and slowing down

Got it? now spread you wings

here goes! now fly, fly with the wind! Like so....

oops!

These shots were taken of a wood pigeon sunbathing after having a bath :))

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