Saturday, November 12, 2016

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Its way past dawn, my feathered friends pay a visit to my thorny bougainvillea, they twitter out such a raucous spell of happiness.
The bougainvillea bracts are a hot bright pink. In mid mornings sun, that must be quite exciting for singing birds. But what do they know of economics, of politics, of poverty, of religion, of hate or indifference. Then again, maybe they know it all, They have the wisdom of providence, and the duty to proclamation. So they twitter and they sing. And i, i listen from my quiet space, for this raucous passing is to me a needle to contemplation.
shaping futures -
maybe bright colours of flowers
sweeten bird songs

© gillena cox 2016

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Sunday Mini-Challenge: Still Points

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24 comments:

  1. Just whispering the word "bougainvillea" creates a still place in my mouth. Thanks. I love that "duty to proclaim."

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  2. Whistles!!❤️💖This is absolutely breathtaking verse, Gillena🤗 especially adore "Then again, maybe they know it all, They have the wisdom of providence, and the duty to proclamation. So they twitter and they sing." Beautifully penned (as always)❤️💖


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. So pretty, I can smell the colors, taste the bougainvillea, and feel the birds flutter their wings <3 loved the live piece of writing!

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  4. Bird song does comfort my soul. I am trying to identify them by their sounds - finding them in the trees is not always possible. :) Beautiful poem.

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  5. Thanks for dropping in Margaret

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  6. I like the summing up, threading that needle to contemplate with the nosiness outside. Interesting write, Gillena.
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  7. A beautiful haibun indeed! there's always something magical when birds and flowers come together..
    I like what u have penned with their understanding of society...a nice take there... :)

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  8. I really love the mere thought that they might know our burdens... great to have such help.

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  9. The bright flower is the perfect object of meditation.

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  10. What w wonderful place to escape from the pressures of 'economics, of politics, of poverty, of religion, of hate or indifference'. I love early morning - a special time of day, past dawn, when the birds visit. I can picture hot bright pink.bougainvillea in the mid mornings sun. You've summed it up perfectly in your haiku, Gillena!

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  11. Thanks for your appreciation Kim

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  12. Nature's creatures are a wise bunch. And they are so good at teachings us. May we all learn, and soon...

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  13. The birds are the most joyful of us all. Loved this, Gillena!

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  14. "They have the wisdom of providence, and the duty to proclamation." Love that line...Beautiful inspiring writing

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