messenger pigeon

 

He cried tears of sorrow

over creatures who rebelled

and washed the earth clean

of violence in ancient times

( humanity hasn’t changed )

faith-full Noah rode out storm

with motley-crewed menagerie

in huge hand-built (pitched

and precariously pitching) boat

until drencher rain stopped,

floodwaters began to recede

when raven embarks from ark,

on long reconnaissance mission

pumping back and forth across

expansive sea on strong wings.

days later, Noah let out a dove,

delicate creature in search of

nesting place for her young.

first flight aborted, exhausted

re-released after (weak) week

she returns with an olive branch

of peace to the human family (who

bowed) under God’s bow of promise

— aimed back at Him who would

bear our sin and rescue the world.

 

 


A prose poem linked to dVerse poets where Laura Bloomsbury encourages us to take flight!

a fragile beauty

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s spring retreat theme is ” fragile beauty”.


  

sky blue robin’s egg

delicate avian life

beginning of wings

flight aborted, premature

my eggshell heart softly cracks

 

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photo by lynn

fall flutters by

CDHK’s prompt from Jane Reichhold’s “Dictionary of Haiku”:  butterfly

 

flicker of orange

falling leaves with patterned wings

monarch migration

 

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photo by lynn

against the blue

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photo by lynn

 

claw clings to cedar

ruffled crow senses zephyr

lift-off, wings away

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Linking to CDHK “against the blue”  theme.

 

 

 

 

trust lets go

Inspired by photography of Brooke Shaden at:   http://brookeshaden.com/gallery/

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Photo credit: Fear of Falling by Brooke Shaden

 

 

we paste rags, dead leaves

on pathetic cut-paper wings

then tie them to our backs,

flap arms and hope like mad

to fly away from barren cliffs.

 

a dangerous fog of smug

self-sufficiency muddles

our minds and fills us with

secret, dark, well-founded

fears of crashing on rocks.

 

if we open our hearts and

minds to receive his Spirit

to dare believe in a Love

who is wiser and stronger

than us, to bow in humility

 

his face will shine through

thick fog, remove our fears

(except healthy fear of him)

fit us with love’s living wings

and raise our spirits to soar!

belfry intruders

 

brother’s house at dusk

tossing tennis balls up high

attract bats in flight

 

webbed fingers claw air

phantasy rides on bat wings

flutters in the dark

 

random wild ideas

scratching in the mind’s attic

nightmares fly at dawn

 

Big-eared-townsend-fledermaus

 

Photo credit: big-eared townsend bat, Wikipedia