Potpourri

I have a visiting bluebird

Standing in my potpourri bowl

Bathing in aromatic leaves

Singing a reverie

About her dying tree

And I join in, with her plea

“Trees are the air we breath

Feeding us food and seed

Nourishing land and sea

Please let us grow and breed”

 

In the morning mist

Beside the potpourri dish

There, the bluebird is lying

I see her sad eyes are crying

I hear her choking, but still singing

” My fragile wings are not flying

Give me pure air to breath

Give me clean seed, in my feed

Before it’s time, to begin walking

Find thawing waters, and try swimming”

 

Ivor Steven (c)  October 2019

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G'day, and welcome to my blog site. My name is Ivor Steven, I live in Geelong, Australia. I'm an ex-industrial chemist, and a retired plumber, and a former Carer of my wife(Carole), for 30 years, who suffered from severe MS. I Write poetry about those personal thoughts, throughout and beyond my life as a Carer. I've been blogging for over 2 years, and writing poems for 19 years. Of course a lot of my poems are about my favourite subject Carole, but since I've been blogging my writings have become quite varied, humourous, mystical, observational, and even a few monster/horror poems.

24 thoughts on “Potpourri”

  1. AW, such a sweet little bird!
    And your poem is so vivid and powerful!
    Yes, we must give tender loving care, help, respect, ETC to all of nature, especially the creatures…they were first in the spaces human-beans took over…and sadly human-beans have destroyed. (air, water, food sources, etc. ) 😦
    (((HUGS)))

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    1. It was a poem of association…. I bought the potpourri bowl at the MS shop yesterday, and on the way out I saw the cute little bird … it’s a hand painted wooden piece… and of course I hard to buy the little bluebird…. Later on i was picking some fragrant leaves for my bowl of potpourri,…. I have, mint, sage, and a lemon balm plant….. well I chopped them all up and filled my dish…. then I thought… what a perfect spot for bluebird to perch……. and I dreamt these words during the night and this morning i wrote the poem……..

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