Poem: Chickadee, Chickadee V

 

You can
come to eat,
though I sit here,
my beloved
chickadee,
chickadee

And it comes,
it´s so close
I could touch it.
I sit quietly,
enchanted
and in awe

“We trust
you, our fluffy girl,
our fluffy girl.”

 

– Deelia ©

Images: Deelia ©

Chickadee, Chickadee IV
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2017/08/15/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iv/

Chickadee, Chickadee III
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/08/14/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iii/

Chickadee, Chickadee II
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, Chickadee
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

Poem: Chickadee, Chickadee IV

 

– Is there any
food on
the table,
our girl,
our girl?

My chickadee
couple,
my chickadee
couple,
yes, there
is, your´re
so welcome.

– We are
delighted
and so
cute.

– Loving
fun
is what
we prefer.

And love, it
is a magical
field,

our lucky girl,
our lucky girl.

 

– Deelia ©

 

 

Chickadee, Chickadee III
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/08/14/poem-chickadee-chickadee-iii/

Chickadee, Chickadee II
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, Chickadee
https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

 

Image: Deelia ©

Poem: Chickadee, chickadee III

 

Oh,
chickadee, chickadee
you came with
a mate to check
on me

just like I was
shown
in a vision
the other day:
a chickadee couple
sitting
on a tree

“My magic girl,
my magic girl,
you deeply
know
what is going
on.
I love you
being so
stubborn.”

 

– Deelia ©

Chickadee, chickadee II https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2016/05/12/poem-chickadee-chickadee-ii/

Chickadee, chickadee https://soulfields.wordpress.com/2014/12/19/poem-chickadee-chickadee/

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Poem: Chickadee, chickadee II

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Hello again
chickadee, chickadee,
I moved to
another
town

and to
my surprise
there is a
chickadee,
chickadee
peeking in
on the
fence
of my terrace
every now
and then

like it´s making
sure that
everything
is fine
in here,
that joy
has moved
in with me

delightful
chickadee,
chickadee,
did you move
with me
or did
you send
your mate
to check
on me,
you
surely
bring magic
and a
sense
of continuity

“My protege girl
my protege girl:
This Magic Field,
this Magic Field,
there´s no end.”

– Deelia ©


Chickadee, chickadee I

Hello again
chickadee, chickadee,
my city bird
jumping for joy
on the windowsill
of my kitchen.
Did you come for
a coffee?
Wanna come in?

And another day
chickadee,
chickadee,
I come from the
shower
and you are flying
inside there.
I did invite you in,
didn´t I,
or is it
my veggie
burger
you prefer?

Chickadee,
chickadee:
“City girl,
city girl,
open the window,
open the window
and even from
the stony yard
joy flows in.”

– Deelia ©

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Poem: Lucky Luke

 

Lucky Luke
– the rabbit –
is in a hurry
again.
– Hello! How
are you,
I say to it
in my mind.
  For the
first
time
 it
stops
and looks
at me
like I´m
the goofy one:
– And who are
you?
Nice laughter!
Gotta run!

– Deelia ©

 

Rabbit Symbolism

http://www.spirit-animals.com/rabbit/

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Poem: Martha and Caleb


vitality,
appreciation
of the gifts
of the libido,
grounded
life
force,
abundant
colors
of
life
and more
are
being
brought
to the heart
as
bold
Caleb
and
humble
Martha
are taking
their daily
walk
through
the yard,
theirs again
after
the snow

spring´s
reminder of
a pheasantly
pleasant
life

-Deelia ©

 

Pheasant Symbolism
http://www.spirit-animals.com/pheasant/

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Poem: Chickadee, chickadee

 

Hello again
chickadee, chickadee,
my city bird 
jumping for joy
on the windowsill
of my kitchen.
Did you come for
a coffee?
Wanna come in?

And another day
chickadee,
chickadee,
I come from the
shower
and you are flying
inside there.
I did invite you in,
didn´t I,
or is it 
my veggie
burger
you prefer?

Chickadee,
chickadee:
“City girl,
city girl,
open the window,
open the window
and even from
the stony yard
joy flows in.”

– Deelia © 

 

Related:

Chickadee Meanings (link corrected) by Avia at whats-your-sign.com

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Swan Poems and Symbolism

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The Swan

Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air –
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music – like the rain pelting the trees – like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds –
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?

– Mary Oliver

 

The Swan

This laboring of ours with all that remains undone,
as if still bound to it,
is like the lumbering gait of the swan.

And then our dying—releasing ourselves
from the very ground on which we stood—
is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself

into the water. It gently receives him,
and, gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
as wave follows wave,
while he, now wholly serene and sure,
with regal composure,
allows himself to glide.

– Rainer Maria Rilke
translation by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows

Related: Swan Meaning and Symbolism by Avia / whats-your-sign.com: http://www.whats-your-sign.com/swan-meaning-and-symbolism.html

 

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Images: worldpaperswide.com