Blue Sky Moment

It was birdsong
stopped me in my tracks
distracted as I was
by pandemics
and ceaseless worry
I looked up

I looked up
and there was glory
white blossoms
against endless
blue sky

Blue sky
like a messenger from afar
lifting my spirits
stirring longing

It was birdsong
stopped me in my tracks
I looked up and understood.

(This poem, inspired by the photo I took on a recent walk, was written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge.Β  I borrowed the line “messenger from afar”.Β  Image mine)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

33 thoughts on “Blue Sky Moment”

  1. Gorgeous photo! Triangulated – quite the catch!
    And I like this poem’s flow, repetition emphasis. I think I’ll go outside now and look upward! And inward, in multiple senses. (We have a cardinal nest in the thick vines on our back fence … hard to see, but mama darts in/out and letting eyes follow her in, suddenly there appear little beaks pointing upward. We humans owe so much to our proximity to birds.)

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    1. We sure do. What a wonderful find in your own yard. It was a Baltimore Oriole that drew me. He flew away before I could capture him, but this scene greeted me instead and I let him go and basked in the moment. Thanks Jazz.

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  2. Beautiful poem and photo! I am so thankful for morning walks in nature. I see things differently now. The one upside of this pandemic, time to stop and smell the roses 🌹

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  3. We’ve taken to sitting on the back patio each morning and each evening, just doing a bit of bird-watching and especially listening to their songs. Nature offers us such beauty! Not only beauty to see but beauty to hear, as well. We need to take time to listen. πŸ™‚

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