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Thursday 13 November 2014

THE BUZZARD



Cernunnus awakening divine discontent:
these winter blues are weighing me down
and I long to leave it all behind -
ticking clocks and concrete prisons.
Even woodland path is no longer enough.
Then gazing up into the sky,
there's a graceful figure flying high
who's calling me...

kiew...kiew...
come join me in my aerobatics:
play hide-and-seek with swirling clouds,
mind-to-mind, wing-to-hand.
Oh such freedom!
The Buzzard and the Astral Traveller
above the treetops, under the sun;
soaring, diving...it's just an intent away...
kiew...kiew...

I'm rushing at speed like a rocket,
now gliding on thermals, my body changing shape.
My home is a dot on a distant map
that means nothing now I've gone.
Heights are no longer shrouded in fear,
and my appetite is turning queer:
chocolate bars have lost appeal, yet
at the sight of a vole I salivate.
But I'm no longer sure this life's for me
and I want to be back with my own kind.
Oh I think it's too late:
my hands are feathered, my toes clawed,
and I don't know how to get down...

kiew...kiew...kiew...

26 comments:

  1. So imaginative and creative are your writings and this one truly made me feel as if I became a part of this tale.
    Is that painting yours, Ygraine? It is beautiful!!!

    Hugs My Very Talented Friend~
    xoxoxo

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    1. I had long been wanting to write about my favourite bird, Jan...and finally got around to it!
      I am so glad you liked both poem and sketch...thank you so much.:)

      Love and Hugs xxx

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  3. Me encanta tu cuento, genial escrito, eres muy talentosa y creativa... kiew kiew :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Boris...so happy you liked it!

      Have a great weekend :)

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  4. indeed you have the most enchanting disastrous tales of ore...magnificent in its flight but terrifying if you decide to go back oh I love this, but then again everything you write, is out of this world into a realm of grace or woes...brilliant, as always dear Ygrainexoxoxo

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    1. So many times I've wished I could fly up there with the Buzzards!
      I often just sit and watch their graceful flight for hours...I like to think I may have been one in a previous life!! lol

      Oh you are so kind, Sweetie...thank you from my heart...:)

      Love and Hugs xxx

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  5. Really beautiful dear Ygraine!
    xoxo

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    1. Oh thank you, Gloria...so much!
      Hope you are having a great weekend xxx

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  6. A beautiful poem for a beautiful creature. Buzzards, hawks and other birds of prey is one of the reasons why I love the British countryside. I love them. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. They are so beautiful, aren't they?
      And that wonderfully mournful, mewing cry...I find it absolutely irresistible.
      So good to find a fellow fan!
      Many thanks, CiL :)

      Have a fabulous weekend.

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  7. Wonderful.. Had me remembering childhood flights in my dreams, though never did I want to turn back to who I was in reality.

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    1. So glad you did turn back to who you are today...our lives would have been so dull without your wonderful paintings and sketches!
      I can see the attraction of never returning to ordinary life though...;)

      Many thanks :)

      Have a great weekend.

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  8. This is a delightful poem! Its imagery is so fluid, aerodynamic --climbing thermal hills, soaring. Wow!

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    1. Thank you so much, Geo.
      I think my heart and Soul disappeared into this one...I so adore these birds!

      Happy Saturday :)

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  9. What an amazing poem...tribute to an underrated and undervalued bird :)

    Have a wonderful weekend!

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    1. Oh wow...thank you, Keith!
      I really appreciate your kind words...and am so happy you liked it.

      You have a great weekend too...:)

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  10. Soaring? Let you keep soaring ever higher, dear Ygrain.

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    1. Oh how I wish...:)
      Think I'd be in heaven up there with the birds!
      Thank you so much, Dumcho.

      Have a fabulous weekend! :)

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  11. Brilliant and magical! This poem is the perfect escape for me today...and your words so easily weaving the feeling of that "out of body/astral traveling" experience for me. ..and the connection to birds in such a soulful way..very inspiring! Thanks for filling my mind and heart with visions and dreams..you truly are a weaver of words/emotions/sensation-feeling/and energy!
    Hugs
    Victoria

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    1. Oh thank you so much, dear Kindred...it makes me so happy to feel I have touched your Soul, even if only in a small and distant way.
      I hope you are having a wonderful Wednesday :)

      Hugs and Blessings xxx

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  12. You are amazing girl! You are truly gifted!
    Big Hugs ;o)

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    1. Oh thank you, Sweetie...so much!
      Wonderful to have you back. I really hope you are feeling better now.:)

      Love and Hugs xxx

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