…and the magpies
and the magpies
their jacund little hearts
let’s all be magpies
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This post is written for dVerse Tuesday Poetics hosted by Kim.
…and the magpies
Sun—
morning star
mountains
you and magpies
trees: an apple tree.
From the rainbow spring
dragonflies return
and the magpies speak
in the morning calm.
The trees and forests
stand
shining—
a li'l whirlwind
plays catch with me.
Soon, I feel the summer
in the sun's
mirror in the
night sky.
The mischief
sleeps.
© selma
Thanks for reading. Holding Sarah and her family close.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Interesting!
Thanks, friend.
Welcome my dear friend!
I love how you add such magic to the sun’s movements from day to night, Selma. Brava!
So happy you noticed the subtle movement my friend. Your attention to detail warms my heart. Thanks. Brava!
Beautiful! The movement from day to night and the magpies! Sigh…lovely!❤️
You are welcome, Selma. I enjoyed the read, very much.
Lovely! I can almost picture this; “The trees and forests stand shining—a li’l whirlwind plays catch with me..” 🩷🩷
Thanks so dearly, Sanaa. Happy you enjoyed that. Xo
“Soon, I feel the summer
in the sun’s
mirror in the
night sky.
The mischief
sleeps.”
Love these.🌜🌛
Aww, thanks dear one. Happy to know that section pleased you. 🤗
ah, lovely. the mischief is only resting so it has energy to play the next day
Right you are, dear Beth. And I’m sure you know the collective nouns: for a group of magpies are a conventicle, gulp, mischief, tidings or tribe of magpies. I liked mischief 🤣
Bless you dear one.
ah, I didn’t know that, but that is my favorite
As you may remember, Selma, I adore magpies, and we have two that visit our garden regularly, although the jackdaws have been doing their best to scare them off! Sarah is also a magpie fan, so your poem is special to both of us. I see you’ve included the apple tree too.
Found this in a looooong slew of spam comments. Forgive Kim. I appreciate the response.
Magpies, lovely bird people, you two. 🤗 🤗 happy to have gifted you something you love: words are all I got.
Incidentally, today I received Sarah’s book. This is so special to me. Wow . . . I did it to contribute to a good cause.
Always! Again, blessings. Stay cool and in the shade. Xoxo 🍉 🍈
Thank you, Selma, and I’m so glad you have a copy of Sarah’s book. No heat here, I;m sad to say, just grey skies and rain. Hope you are keeping well. xxx
We and the magpies live with the cycle of the greater light (sun) and it’s mirrored light (moon). Your poetry shines brightly too! Mischief befits magpies 🙂
…oops, anonymously lynn
So grateful to you for reading and commenting dear Lynn.
And thanks for clarifying about that Anony Mouse that pops up occasionally. Wish I could tell everyone one pops in.
And I wonder, if I respond to Anony Mouse does she receive the response… I often don’t reply. I will need to try and see if I get a follow up response. Bless you. We well.
Anony you are awesome. 😎 Miss Lynn. 🤗
So lovely Selma
So happy you think so Sadje. Sending happy vibes your way. Hope you’ve received the help you need… blessings.
You’re welcome! Yes I have gotten a lady to help in the kitchen. I hope it works out
This is wonderful.
Thanks, Robbie. 🤗
Very nicely done, Selma.
Thanks D. I appreciate you saying. Blessings.
You are welcome, Selma.
Utterly breathtaking — “and the magpies speak
in the morning calm.” 💙💙💙 Your poem moves me so much 🙏
Oh my, thanks Lesley.
so much of Sarah’s spirit in this poem Selma and the way you shaped it too
Laura. Thanks. It pleases me so much that you think so. 🙇🏽♀️
Selma! Your poem felt like a heaping scoop of summer honey in my tea. Wonderful!
A heaping spoon! Oh my… that says lots. Thanks honey lady. 🍯
I specially love this part: you and magpies
trees: an apple tree. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks so dearly Grace. Thanks for reading and commenting. A wonderful prompt. Blessings to all. 🤗
Beautiful!
Thanks so much, Dawn dearest.
Um, I think you just might love my W3 Cento on Love last week. Please check it out 🙇🏽♀️ if you have time. It contains YOUR beautiful words. 🙏 I borrowed them …
What a beautiful comment Ms Avery. I like what you say. Thanks so much. Xoxo
Ah, it’s always good to see someone being positive about magpies. I love the images tumbling through this. I sighed over this poem, like a cat might purr.
Sarah, what a joy you are. Sigh away my lovely. Written for that purpose. You are loved.
And your poetry book is a delight. Bless you from this side of the world. 🤗 🤗
This is a poem you just want to wrap up in; enjoy your coffee, listen to the birds, enjoy the weave of this poem.
Thanks so much for that compliment. 🤗 🤗