Thursday, April 21, 2011
A Springtime Aria
The wind howls its insistent
right of way through the
trees sheltering birds
from the misery of the
rain bleeding relentlessly
over a landscape darkened
by an atmosphere-wounded sky,
bruised clouds shuddering
from east to west, drenching
all that huddles beneath.
Defying the icy rain and
frozen pellets, a cardinal exits
its shelter to post its blazing
red presence and embroiders the air
with a springtime aria. A brief
flash of movement, colour and
music to momentarily
brighten this gloomy day.
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Poetry
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