Tag Archives: Birds

FEBRUARY’S HEART IN ONE LATE MORNING MOMENT

Posted on February 15, 2024 by elainedanforth

The sightof some yellow brown growthsstretching up in rounded clumpsto pepperthe long green-needled pine branches. Some little chirpy, shaky noisesthat my being detectsare actually birds, not just blipsfrom someelectronic gizmowarning this or that,perhapsthat the poweris aboutto run out. Ribbons blue … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Birds, Day, Moment, Trees | Leave a comment

HIGH AND LOW ON A NOVEMBER SATURDAY

Posted on November 20, 2021 by elainedanforth

November Saturday. . .music to playan instrumentand things to dobut wondering whatwas meantby and for this day. . . a clear blue skyshatteringly brightthe for-now restored flowof the for-years-thirsty creek below, and above,a bevy of scrub jayshere and there,yack and … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Birds, Plan, Poetry, Saturday, Sunshine | Leave a comment

A LITTLE BIRD HAS BROKE ITS LEG

Posted on April 28, 2018 by elainedanforth

What if a little bird has broke its leg, and sits there like a stone, with beating heart in stair step way and all alone? You look away and fathom what to do. . . Meantimes pass. . . It’s … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Birds, Broken leg, Fly, Imagine, LIttle birds | Leave a comment

LIFE RUNS THROUGH ITS PACES

Posted on August 2, 2017 by elainedanforth

One thing’s true no matter what Life runs through all its paces both making broad and bold-brushed strokes and trickling through scant, puny places, and it leaves sometimes little clue on ginger-light, gently trod thickets or highway-byway beaten paths where … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Birds, Going through paces, Life, Luck, Poker, w | Leave a comment

SPRING IN SOUND

Posted on March 24, 2017 by elainedanforth

Birds tweet shrill like the tiny filaments that string a twig-bowed drag across a too-small violin. The freeway rush, the popping violets– both signs of growth predicaments that fan and flag, just as the breeze-blown grass spurts in the spring.

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads, Seasons, Spring, Uncategorized | Tagged Birds, Fan and flag, Flowers, Freeway, Growth, Music, Predicaments, Sound, Violin | Leave a comment

A LITTLE GENTLE RAIN FOR YOU

Posted on February 19, 2017 by elainedanforth

Pitter patter on curved edge of the umbrella, and on the top where it lays flatter, come sprinkle-drizzle gentle drops, My ready ear bends out to hear, what I then send on to you through pixil dots– a little of … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Birds, Earth, For you, Greeting, Hearing, Message, Rain, Worms, Writing | Leave a comment

LIFE SIGNS LOW, TIDE HIGH

Posted on January 28, 2017 by elainedanforth

Life signs low. But tide is high. Seagulls guard their new and stagnant bay-filled lake, a crater in the cool beach sand. Sandpipers flit at water’s edge and sit, and flap and peck and talk in wait. Hell’s here with … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Winter | Tagged Beach, Birds, Glare, Hell, High Tide, Light, Low life signs, Rain, Sea birds, Shore, Shore birds, Sky, Sunshine, Water, Winter lull | Leave a comment

STIMULATING MORNING WATCH

Posted on September 20, 2016 by elainedanforth

A wooded walk– not one just pulled from daily stock– all seemed so still. . . until I heard a muffled ruffle. . . and looking up, I saw the freshly landed feathers settle on the wings of an overlording, … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry | Tagged Birds, Feeling, Hawk, Morning Watch, Stimulating, Vigilance, Walking, Woods | Leave a comment

THE FACE OF MY MOTHER, THE FACE OF MY FATHER

Posted on June 7, 2016 by elainedanforth

The face of my mother. . . the face of my father. . . the face of my brother– all of these I see in the mirror. . . Struggling hard not to be dusted under the rug, forgotten or … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry | Tagged Ashes, Birds, Blood lines, Brother, Coal, Family, Father, Life, Love, Mother, Ruins, Souls, Struggle for life, Transformation | Leave a comment

UNPLUG TO LOOSE YOUR HEART’S DESIRE

Posted on June 6, 2016 by elainedanforth

Unplug. See what secrets of your self and heart’s desire make their egress, free and relaxed enough to solidify, and then, take off, and fly as graceful as egrets, in concert with your soul, once they from their cozy hiding … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Quick reads | Tagged Birds, Escape, Fly, Graceful, Heart's Desire, Recharge, Relaxed, Unplug | Leave a comment