October 25th, 2010

Rose and Blackbird

When winter laughs at her icy secrets,
and blows her ragged skirt,
Rose, once adorned in red velvet,
whispers, “I was a queen.”

Winter howls and her branches droop.
But blackbird arrives, festive as ever,
his shiny black cloak,
smoldering up her cold limbs.

He sings of spring; aromatic orchards bursting into bloom,
and bees murmuring while sipping nectar.
He plays his flute like a gentleman.
“I know you, Rose,” he trills.
“You are lovely and delicate.
Ignore crackly old winter.”

Rose weeps at blackbirds melody,
there through sunlight and shadow,
in velvet and rags,
he adoring them equally.

As he plays for her, snow tiptoes down,
coloring him white.

6 Responses to “Rose and Blackbird”

  1. Elizabeth Says:

    You really are a wonderful poet Draine. I love the warmth and simplicity of this. It’s beautiful.

  2. Deanna Schrayer Says:

    This is so beautiful Drain. I don’t particularly care for blackbirds, I think because of how the movie The Birds scared the Bejesus out of me, but you’ve made me see them in a whole new light. Now, they are lovely. :)

    Thank you for sharing this with us.

  3. Dorraine Says:

    So glad you liked it, E. Thanks so much. I never claimed to be a poet, but do love throwing those words around and see what appears. :-)

  4. Dorraine Says:

    Deanna, that movie scared the pants off of me, too, and I hadn’t intended to weave this around a blackbird, but he came flying in, then began to sing, too. Thanks for reading, and the kindness. :-)

  5. Paige Says:

    that was nice. are you still speaking to me? it was kinda spur of the moment…meeting Jai and all.

    Lunch soon?

  6. Dorraine Says:

    Silly, of course! I’m happy you had that opportunity to meet Jai, and she got to meet you, Paige! It sounds like you two had a swell time. Yes, lunch soon! I’ll email you. :-)

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