blue echo, a poem

California Scrub Jay
California Scrub Jay

Silent, but for cunning Corvidae, they
of song, sub-song, caw, click and rattle
On ghostly air currents they levitate
high above the quiet fragrant turf
And all the while the heart spins
on the rose garden’s pulsing colors,
kindling fancy into inspiration

A fabled coalition of migrant birds
arrives to sit a spell, to catch a breath of
white jasmine on a breeze that speaks
the tongue of Aleppo, while under the ginkgo
words are braided into narrative thread,
yarns pulled from earthy green waves
and that blue echo of peace called sky

© 2016, poem, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved; Photo credit ~ California Scrub Jay by Samsara under the CC A-SA 2.0 generic;

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FRIDAY PHOTO FINISH: all flowers keep the light

“Deep in their roots, all flowers keep the light.” Theodore Roethke (1908-1963), American poet and Pulitzer Prize winner (1954 for The Waking)

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FRIDAY PHOTO FINISH: introvert’s heaven

He who has a garden and a library wants for nothing” Marcus Tullius Cicero

A garden outside and a library inside: add a little music and it sounds like introvert’s heaven. Yes!

The landscapers were busy pruning the trees today and even the garden in process makes for an appealing photograph.

© 2014, photograph, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved