She Sings

why does she sing?

she turned 91, the old bird

her life’s mate was just caged in the nursing home
he can’t remember why
his once lengthy repertoire has been reduced to a few, sweet notes

her handicapped son still lives at home
needing her patient care
all he could ever do was chirp

the last of her friends died years ago
their songs now silent
she takes her coffee with younger generations
their noisy squawks sometimes give her a headache
but she never complains

she goes on singing, the old bird
and smiles and laughs
and shares a story
or ten

she sings
not because her life’s bird landed on a beautiful branch
in a flawless tree

she sings
because
as a bird in life’s tree
she can

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for my Granny, who still tells the best stories and is an avid bird-watcher

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Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

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Crimson Ink

I respond to the beats
deferent
the pulse of life carries
oxygen
to
organs
limbs
finger tips
and
toes

when my pounding heart
echoes
the movements of my soul
my poised pen
forms
words
in
crimson
ink
flow

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Kiss

lips kiss in embouchure

fingers dance over open holes

the French Flute sings

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Imagine

imagine ~

if the obese worm
of bigotry
could be contained
in a chrysalis
there
forced to change
or starving die
might emerge
life’s
liberated
butterfly

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Sensuous

On a cold morning in spring for a lot of us, I thought I would heat things up with a warm Rictameter posted in March of 2017. This piece includes a link to Linda J. Wollf’s explanation and example of the poetry form.

TANYA CLIFF

unfold
from verdant bud
petals’ shy revealing
blushing at the sun’s warm kisses
the hidden nectar, a sweet seduction
to hungry dance of birds and bees
sensuous, you make seed
so new life may
unfold

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Words and Photography ©2017 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

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Please check out Linda J. Wollf’s  explanation and example of Rictameter Verse:

https://urbanpoetry2017.com/2017/03/16/poetry-between-sunrises-and-sunsets/

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