Northern winds, usually sonorous, prepare a mournful tune
wheeling sallow remains,
once bale,
across open fields,
just yesterday.
Robin, Miss Red-Breast,
offers a promenade of
whistles, signaling winter’s end
and the initiation of spring.
Blessing. A gift arrives
upon wings,
sometimes. This morning.
Essence melodious, lush in green.
A verdant musical shift,
actually,
announcing the presence of love,
and the forgiveness of pain.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Hi Audrey.. Very remarkable view of spring. Nothing says spring like a robin and what a picture to accompany your always lovely words. Do enjoy your spring 🙂 Must be going now. Fish are biting! *chuckles*
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Aww. You always brighten my day. You belong here, Sir. Love to you. Always
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Sorry I’m running behind, my friend…blame Domer, ha! This is exquisite…love seeing robins in springtime and knowing their very presence portends a new season and new life. Sometimes we’re just like those birds, right??!
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Glad you enjoyed your time with Domer! Very happy your Mother’s Day was enjoyable. Thank you for reading!
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Oh, Audrey! This is simply divine and evokes emotions within me I am not able to put word to. Beautifully done!! Thank you! ❤
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Aw. Thank you, Amy. You’re always so kind and I am appreciative of your effort to come by. I know how busy you are, my friend. 🙂
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❤ (((HUGS))) ❤
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You definitely make me feel the Spring, Audrey. I just read a story about how the robin got its red breast. Well, four of them, and none agreed on the same reason!
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Thank you. Jacqui. Now you have me curious and off to do my own investigative work.
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Love is the perfect antidote for pain.Well done Audrey.
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Thank you. Yes, John, I believe so, and the redundancy of my poems proves I need to trust that belief. *kicks dirt*
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I agree. *kicks verdant lawn*
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Knew you would. *pursed lips and shy smile* Thanks for that.
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🙂
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You’ve so well captured the continual forward movement of life, Audrey, yesterday’s fierce wind, today’s robins in spring. This poem tugs at my heart.
Sometimes morning is enough.
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I appreciate you thinking so, Shari. I’ve been looking at that picture for a few weeks now and the straw caught in the wheels truly speaks of bleak moments this winter. I’m glad the positive side of spring comes through. Thanks for sitting with me on this one, my friend. Sometimes morning has to be enough. Indeed.
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Just beautiful Audrey. ‘The presence of love and the forgiveness of pain.’ –Great line.
Hope you are well, my friend.
🙂 ❤
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Hi, Staci. Wonderful to hear from you. Life is a busy road, isn’t it? Hope things have settled a bit for you.
Thank you for the compliment, my friend. I’m well. Healing. Trying to share my poetry as it comes. So much is blocked in tight. I’ll get there. Much love ♡
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You have a great attitude Audrey. I’m sure that all this is working out for your good, and you’ll grow stronger because of it. I know you’ll come through with glowing colors.
And of course, your poetry is lovely.
I had broken my foot, so I didn’t get all done that I needed too. Just last week I got off the crutches and took the splint off, however it’s still weak and I have to take it slow.
Much love to you, my friend.
🙂 ❤
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I’m feeling quite strong most days, Staci. Keeping my focus on healing my self doubt. All will be amazing!
Oh gosh…I hope you’re doing better overall. Sounds terrible…I hope you’ve had plenty of help. Praying for healing. Love to you. As well. ♡
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Oh that’s good Audrey. Glad to hear that you’re doing quite well. Just remember that healing takes time.
Yea, I’m off the crutches and the splint. It’s still weak, but getting better. Hubby helped out quite a bit, but you know, men never do as well as women. Hahaha.
Thanks a ton, and have a great Thursday.
🙂 ❤
btw, are you teaching at the moment, like with the move and all?
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this vibrant verse
awakens something
primal in me 🙂
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Humbled
You feel
Deep within me
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The robins winter near us in Florida, and I love seeing them flying north in the spring. Thank you for the reminder.
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This is my first spring in Nebraska in over 10 years. I’ve forgotten how wonderful a Robin is in the morning. Such a sight. Praying all is well with you, Susan. You’ve been on my mind.
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Thank you.
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But…maybe that’s a Mr. Robin?
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But…how do I tell? Do you suppose? And what doth he want?
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I’m not sure! I was hoping you could tell me. I bet you’re right, tho. She probably wants a worm.
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But tis your job to tell me, I think. When one is hungry..a worm will do.
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You eat worms?!
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Not once, you know!
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OH How I look forward to your Beautiful Poems my Friend. Lovely indeed and Thank Goodness for New Beginnings, eh? 🙂
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Thank you, dear Morgan. I appreciate your lovely reply and your continued presence here. Yes, new beginnings, a must. Much love to you this week, my friend. ♡♡
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I like this Audrey. It’s funny, because I think I’ve only this year come to realize how loud and “talkative” Robins are.
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I feel the same way, Dan. It has been 10 years since I’ve witnessed the return of the Robins at springtime. I find humor in watching them. I love their confidence.
Thanks for reading, Sir
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