Tuesday, May 02, 2006

In every tree is a bird

every tree is in bud
and thickening leaf,
glowing in green arches
through slanted early light

in every tree is a bird,
burning bright,
spinning its brilliant song
into clear, green air

standing here listening
under all these luminous trees,
each with a blazing bird,
I hear what I crave

that this song might fly,
and nourish my beating heart
with fiery life and
incandescent desire

20 Comments:

Blogger ruth said...

hello from me in very joyous spring passing, and thanks as ever to your light on my favourite subjectxx

5/02/2006 1:27 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

all of these - slanted early light, burning bright, luminous trees, fiery life and incandescent desire - paint the vibrancy of light and feeling of this poem as much as the birds do.

beautiful birdsong and poemsong. :)

5/02/2006 1:45 PM  
Blogger gracie said...

Connects with Emily Dickinson's "Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all..."
This is lovely on all levels... and I can hear the blazing birdsong in you too...

5/02/2006 3:57 PM  
Blogger snowsparkle said...

hi mb, sorry for the delayed response... crazy day at work and strange internet difficulties... anyway i enjoyed reading your song in flight. i think it's true that in expressing our creative self, we nourish and re-create ourselves. and for me, it comes back to being present enough in the moment to appreciate that beating heart and incandescent desire. no salt needed here :)
thanks for this beauty!

5/02/2006 8:41 PM  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

What a joyful celebration. Thanks for inviting all of us along.

5/02/2006 9:27 PM  
Blogger alan said...

Thought of you as I walked out the front door and saw open flowers on my tulip tree this morning...

I won't be parking under it for a while!

alan

5/03/2006 12:34 AM  
Anonymous Travis J. Morgan said...

I thought you displayed your appreciation for the music of the birds songs and how it touches you effectively. At the same time you created a refreshing crisp nature scene that leaves one cleansed. Nice work.

5/03/2006 5:59 AM  
Blogger mermaid said...

I'm up there with you, Mb. The last verse makes me want to break all the fearful ropes that tie me down.

5/03/2006 8:49 AM  
Anonymous yllstonewolf said...

beautifully honors the connection that all of us as living beings have with the earth and the cycle of seasons. this is beautiful MB and expresses what i find myself thinking too as i watch life move inexorably through the seasons!

5/03/2006 12:08 PM  
Blogger Rexroth's Daughter said...

You're spinning and singing, blazing and burning too. I can feel it.

5/03/2006 12:27 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

Once again you have given voice to wordless feelings.
Wonderful

5/03/2006 3:06 PM  
Blogger Lhombre said...

cpl
Azulejo, your imagery possesses the light of a Carravagio and La Tour! Fantastico! From darkness to light...A brds flight...into s
ight!

5/03/2006 3:15 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Ruth, thanks for shedding a little of your light in this corner!

Sky, thank you so much.

Gracie, thanks for mentioning the connection! What a wonderful one it is... for hope is much at the center of this poem.

Snowsparkle, whether you think of the song as a song, a poem, or the expression of a life and heart, I agree that being present is absolutely of the essence.

Patry, thanks for coming along! Your presence is always a joy.

Alan, I have a vivid image in my mind's eye of your tree. May you enjoy its considerable beauty before the petals fall like confetti all over your driveway!

Travis, thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem!

Mermaid, oh do break the ropes that bind...

Anne, thank you for understanding this. I know you share it.

RD, thanks for your kind words!

Endment, oh, thank you!

Lhombre, muchas gracias, mi amigo. Dos pintors de luz! Me haces mucho honor.

5/03/2006 5:06 PM  
Blogger David E. Patton said...

This is a very good poem, I like it very much.

5/03/2006 5:54 PM  
Blogger Jean said...

"in every tree is a bird,
burning bright,
spinning its brilliant song
into clear, green air"

Très très joli !
Dans notre jardin , les oiseaux font des nids partout !

5/04/2006 4:19 AM  
Blogger Brenda said...

What can I say? Your beauty is boundless... thank you for this luscious, light-filled vision of joy and exuberance.

5/04/2006 5:00 AM  
Blogger MB said...

David, welcome. I am pleased you enjoyed the poem. Thanks for letting me know you were reading!

Jean, oui! Les oiseaux dans notre jardin aussi! En fait, les petits pinsons (roselin familier, je crois) ont essayes a construire un nid dedans le pot de pensees que j'ai suspendu de l'avant-toit. Ils sont tres mignons, mais c'est un lieu qui ne vaut pas la peine, parce que ces fleurs ne dureront pas!

Brenda, how can I express the way you honor me? Thank you.

5/04/2006 10:23 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

I'm dreaming of a Rooso forest, ful of gleaming birds, lovely

5/12/2006 11:20 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Rousseau! You honor me, Sue, thank you.

5/12/2006 2:38 PM  
Blogger garnet david said...

"incandescent desire"


yum

5/13/2006 8:20 AM  

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