Thursday, March 15, 2012

MAGPIE TALES


Unencumbered
I wait by the precipice.
Take refuge in 
 blackberry thicket.
Sit on branch
chirping loudly,
crying soulfully,
moaning woefully.
Willow weeps
on dung-covered mound;
fertile with possibilities.
I lunge forward.
Scheiden und Meiden
tut weh.

6 comments:

  1. ok wicked cool closing lines...looked them up and partings sorrow is def not always sweet...great write

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  2. Brian...I think the direct translation of the last lines is: Parting and staying away are painful. I am not fluent in German but this is what I understand it to be. Thanks for the comments.

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  3. This was mesmerizing. Nice job and the touch of German at the end just added whimsy to the piece.

    It's been a while since I dropped by here, so it was nice to drop in on this!

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  4. this was really very nice Teri
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  5. The German heritage in me perked up when I read the last lines of your Magpie ... :)

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  6. Beautiful Teri...the German adds so much here...

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