Zills

Gold cherry

By Ewan

Thu, 07 Jan 2021
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The bare branches are as noiseless

as a shaken tambourine with no zills.

We peer, search the frosted bark in vain

for a tiny execrescence

we might call a bud, or even hope.

 

The Russian Steppe’s favourite general

will win this year’s final war,

aided by a sino-biological weapon

created in live-meat markets

for lovers of bat and pangolin.

 

But

 

The sky is blue today, we waste no

polysyllabic synonyms on its simple beauty:

we layer ourselves like matryoshkas,

before braving the carless calm to listen

to the zillish trilling of waxwings.

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Comments

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"carless calm" is wonderful. There is a huge peace in your poem, the only sound the waxwings at the end. It's lovely.

And thankyou for a good z word fror scrabble :0)

 

Submitted by Ewan on

very much Di_Hard. My attitude to the last 12 months has been to take a breath and remember not to be provoked by things I cannot change. It has also helped to look at nature and revel in its adaptability. Being able to hear birdsong has been uplifting.

Keep well,

Ewan

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Submitted by marandina on

An oasis in the storm that is this week

 

Submitted by Ewan on

turning into a Buddhist. Calm reflection never gave anyone a seizure, stroke or a splenetic outburst.
Thanks for dropping by.

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

We don't have waxwings round here - what beautiful birds they are! Missed this when you posted it, but I'm very glad to have read it now. We could all do with a bit of your zen - thank you ewan

 

Submitted by Ewan on

 arrive in winter from Scandinavia.They feed off any berries -holly and such, rather than the long gone blackberries.

Thanks for dropping by
E x

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