October robin

Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By Di_Hard

Wed, 06 Oct 2021
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21 comments
 

cold air's become a glitter ball

with falling leaves its swirling lights

as trees dance round their disco hall

in fearful thrill of frosty nights

 

now sadness shimmers like an ache

so beautiful it makes me cry

and from complacent dulllness wake

as robin's song shatters dark sky

allowing Heaven through a crack

to show a path for coming back

 

 

this was inspired by Onemorething's ethereal Morning : https://www.abctales.com/story/onemorething/morning-0

and  the dancing brightness in Angusfolklore's Autumn Things :

https://www.abctales.com/story/angusfolklore/autumn-things

Also all the wonderful and much superior ryhmes of Luigi and Rhiannon!

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Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is beautiful di - thank you. I have a robin in my garden - I think he must be a juvenile as his red breast has got redder and redder each week since the summer. He's such a show off about it! They're supposed to be such a muderous, aggressive bird, but I find that very hard to believe, don't you?

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou very much for the cherries and your kind comment! We have acquired a gang of pigeons and even the seagulls are a bit nervous when they arrive, but there is a robin at the back and one at the front, too, and they seem to cope with the pigeons, which no one else can :0) I love it when the robin helps with gardening, they and the blackbird are so tame (the blackbird is scared of the pigeons though)

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

This is beautiful, Di! and the simple unobtrusive rhythm and rhyme making a simple flow of the words! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou so much Rhiannon, that is very kind as you are a huge role model :0)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Love the idea of the October Robin Di, such a curious little bird that's not afraid to venture close to humans.

There's a feeling of drama in this poem that is both optimistic, yet fragile too. 

Very significant for Autumn and the Winter to come.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou for your lovely comment Jenny. Optimistic and fragile is a great way to describe their song!

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

This is our Poem of the Week - Congratulations!

It's also our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day

Please share/retweet if you enjoyed it as much as I did

Picture Credit: https://tinyurl.com/eywhr7xa

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

THANKYOU SO MUCH! And for describing as North of the Border, that makes me very proud

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

This is so lovely, Di. The image of the path back is really one to treasure. 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou very much Airy. Was  worried it was doggeral, so really glad you like it. So amazed and happy to be POD, let alone Poem of the Week!

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Huge congratulations, Di.
What pleased me most about this poem was not only its superb quality but that it RHYMED! laugh

Well done. Luigi x

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

THANKYOU  Luigi !!! It is reading your poems and Rhiannon's that keeps making me want to try. Am well chuffed it meets with your approval, though will never have your genius for rhyme

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou very much Trevor, that is so kind! 

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

A wonderful poem, DI. Robins are precious. I am an amateur bird watcher and observe their interactions with each other with a passion. About 20 years ago while eating in a restaurant in Port Elgin, New Brunswick I observed a large cluster of birds, all robins and something strange was happening. I watched from a large window as12 robins took up military positions - 4 on three lines and each about 5-6 ft. apart and all facing one direction. They actually marched forward in unison in one direction. The first line and sometimes the first two pecked at the ground while the third sought out worms who came out to see the commotion and were snatched up and all robins kept their positions Then after a 30 foot march on the large green summer moist lawn they reversed their positions and went back and forth in formation 3-4 times before I returned to my meal. Absolutely astounding. Take care. I have also seen many times, the precious antics of crows, sparrows, blue jays and also saw a mother hummingbird FEEDING her babies in MID-AIR one at a time. They faced each other in full flutter mode with beak-tips about 6 inches apart and the lightening jabs of mother's beak back and forth into baby's mouth was almost unbelievable, and no beak-bumping. I was about four feet away looking from a bedroom window.  

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Wow! Richard I don't know where to start - Thankyou SO MUCH  for your FABULOUS  comment ! What amazing things to have seen!  Thankyou so much for sharing! I had no idea that robins would work together.  I bet ornotholgical scientists would be fascinated to hear about it? And the humming bird mum feeding her babies! What a privilege to be so close in real life! Wow! All your patience and careful observation has brought you such wonderful, rare knowledge.

I am so grateful for this most interesting comment, will treasure it, thankyou. I hope you continue to watch and record Nature in your brilliant writings. I feel honoured to read

 

Submitted by Turlough on

This is a wonderful poem Di and, as you know, it fits in with my own perception of this time of year.

I love your words ...

"allowing Heaven through a crack

to show a path for coming back"

I spend the whole of November and December telling myself that it will all be over soon when that crack appears and then just a hint of the nights getting lighter at the back end of January cheers me as much as a warm summer's day.

Thank you. It was a pleasure to read.

Turlough

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Yes! I know what you mean about January :0) Once we get halfway through February it's like  reaching the top of a hill.  Thankyou so much for your lovely comment. Cheered me up after getting soaked doing the shopping :0)

 

Submitted by marandina on

"cold air's become a glitter ball" There's that wonderful Di turn of phrase. A beautiful poem worthy of the accolades.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou Paul, for reading and for your very kind comment!

 

Submitted by bhi on

wonderful imagery complimented by the subtle verse, highlighting your skills as a poet.

This morning I was on the village common and looking up at the sky was reminded that there is a blue beyind the grey, lightning streaks breaking through the fast moving clouds, layer upon layer, and then back home was treated these lines of yours:

"allowing Heaven through a crack

to show a path for coming back"

We can choose to see these paths or remain blinded to the possibilties of this short life of ours.

 

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Thankyou so much B, coming from you who creates such intense and beautiful writing that means a lot. I like very much reading about your walks too :0) Hope you and your family are staying well