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Gold cherry
Poem of the week

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 30 Aug 2022
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32 comments
 

Where floating clouds are stained,

Strange madness penetrating skies –

Darkness thickening before billows

Can change,

 

Rays have no beam or wink

Between leaves, no trace of

Plume lingers in high tops

Of trees;

 

Swift breath of invisible breeze

Bakes in heat, dust lingering on

Polluted surface; time accelerated,

Too late for a cure.

 

Or maybe I'm a feathered ghost

Interwoven with migrating birds,

Carried through a ruptured mantle;

To where soul can rest in peace.

 

Pixabay free to use image.

 

Updated and written previously under

featheredwing.

Certificate PG
Poem
Poems
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by Nolan on

You wrote an excellent poem Jenny, especially I like the idea of a feathered ghost it conjures up images like a flying spook or a tarred and feathered one which presumably one would be able to see. Swift breath of invisible breeze ... full of very clever lovely images.

Keep well and thanks for all the beautiful poems & Nolan

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Nolan, thank you for your kind words. I had so many images going through my mind as I wrote this poem. I'm glad you liked it and thank you very much for letting me know.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Sounds like a stormy evening sky?

I wasn't sure what was in your mind with time accelerated, Too late for a cure.

You dream of peceful flying up there! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

I can't recall exactly how I was feeling, as I wrote this poem back in 2019. Time accelerated is a reference to each day seeming to go so fast, and the problems of our earth rapidly getting worse. But it's really thoughts and feelings coming out, which helped me at the time to figure out life.

Funnily enough, it was a year before the covid pandemic which is strange.   

Anyway, thank you so much for reading and your comment.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Reminds me of the sky I saw earlier, low rolling clouds, dark against the blue. I get the sense of something foreboding, it could be too late for a cure but we can only be optimistic. I really enjoyed the last verse, 'or maybe I'm a feathered ghost, interwoven with migrating birds'. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jane,

Thank you for your thoughts on this poem. I suppose I was thinking of an apocolyptic sky as I wrote...but then again it was back in 2019, with so many notions running through my imagination.

I'm very grateful to you for reading and appreciate your feedback.

Many thanks again.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by TJW on

Anything swift being baked emphasizes the intensity of the heat. Baking, to me, is a slow, patient process, so the swiftness not preventing the baking intensifies the heat.  Helluva hot poem.  Much obliged for the read.

 

V/R 

TJ

 

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi TJW,

I'm so glad this poem worked for you. It was my imagination working overtime.

Many thanks for sharing your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

a sense of something bad coming - very prescient Jenny, both today and the year before the pandemic. Well deserved cherries!

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi insert,

I'm so glad you could understand this poem and grasp what I was trying to say. So many thoughts in my mind, I just had to write them down.

Always great to hear from you.

Thank you for the congrats on the cherries too, they really made my day. yes

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Editors,

you wouldn't believe how grateful I am for the cherries. They mean a lot.

Many thanks.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by marandina on

"or maybe I'm a feathered ghost..." "Lovely imagery and layered meanings. Enjoyed, of course. Paul :) 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

I love that you enjoyed that line, and yes you're so right, it does have many layered meanings. Thank you so much for stopping by to read and letting me know your thoughts. 

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

Such a lovely choice of words. This poem as a real atmosphere about it.

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

if I can capture an atmosphere for you, then it makes writing this poem even more worthwhile. Appreciate you reading and the feedback.

Many thanks.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Am very sorry I missed this one, as Jean says it is very atmospheric! Gorgeous as all your poems are, but a painful read, too, as this is how I feel all the time about what we are doing. They are cutting down trees across the road which have lots of ivy growing on them and wood pigeons nest there, as well as little birds. They are all in such a state and must be scared about where they will live now. I will miss the trees as I loved walking by them on the way down to the Co Op, but it's home and supermarket for them. As always you write with such warmth and empathy and tenderness for the Natural World

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

please don't be sorry, you're not late at all, the fact that you take the time to read my thoughts gives me confidence that maybe I'm doing something right. 

It's so sad to hear about your local trees being cut down, I do hope the creatures can find trees somewhere near to make their home and find food. 

I was watching four squirrels out on the grass today feasting on the food I put out, when along came these magpies, there was a right hullabaloo, as two crows joined in, then the pigeons all jumping, running and hopping around, what a sight. 

I remember thinking how peaceful life was during covid, nature was having a well earned rest from the destruction that goes on. But now it's all back to normal and it breaks my heart when I see countryside being destroyed to build new houses, I know people need somewhere to live, but I just wonder when it's all going to end. Thankfully nature will win through in the end, you can't keep it down no matter what.

Thank you for taking the time to read and let me know you understood what I was writing, it's always appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

This beautiful poem is our Pick of the Day. Do share on Facebook and Twitter. 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

This is our Poem of the Week! Congratulations! 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rachel,

I'm absolutely ecstatic, could hardly believe my eyes when I tuned in to see poem of the week. Thank you so much for this honour. You've made my night and weekend.

Thank you so much again.

From a thrilled, smiling Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

very well deserved!

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Bless you and thank you Di. smiley

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by Kris on

Sometimes Jen, when I have actually have time, I roam this domain and read both past and present.... I learn allot from that...

For example this poem here, and your others works, inspires me..... I can in live in that moment you wrote here....

Thank you*

Kris 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Kris,

it always blows my mind when I read kind comments such as yours. I cannot thank you enough for letting me know my writing inspires you. 

I'm humbled and thank you so much again for letting me know, always appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

A very lovely poem with layers of beatiful & peaceful thoughts.  -Richard

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Richard you have such a great feeling for nature and the natural world, so it was a pleasure to know you read this poem and took peaceful thoughts from it.

Many thanks for reading and letting me know.

Best wishes.

Jenny.smiley

 

Submitted by airyfairy on

Such wonderful imagery in this one, Jenny. You capture a real sense of foreboding. The feathered ghost is a marvellous concept. How strange that you first wrote it as Covid was creeping towards us. Because I'm behind with my ABC reading, I've read it today when it feels like there's another disaster peeping round the corner. But at least we can lose ourselves in wonderful poetry like this! 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there airyfairy, It seems we never know what's lurking, just when we think life's running smoothly. I don't think anything surprises me anymore.

That's very kind of you to let me know you read and liked this poem. It was while trying to put life in perspective that I came to write this one.

It was great to hear from you and thank you for sharing your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by MarciaMarcia on

Jennifer

 your words are so deeply moving. They gently pull the  reader to read between your lines, to somehow mingle with your spoken and unspoken meanings. Marcia

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Dear Marcia,

what can I say? It's such a pleasure to read your comments, and I'm so grateful to you for letting me know you understand my ramblings. 

Thank you so much for reading and I'm delighted you enjoyed.

Jenny. smiley

  

 

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