Sunday, December 9, 2012

"as north as north can go,
nothing beyond
but a pig-iron heave,
a sky clawed bare by the cold"
 
                    from The Last Lighthouse
                               Lynne Wycherley
 
After several frosty days we had  our
first long spell of  cold days.
 

 
But with the cold weather the birds
retuned to the feeders.

 
A Yellow Shafted Ficker
 

 
A handsome male House Finch

 
A peaceful scene?

 
Not really the House Sparrow will not share.
 
 
Not even with a beautiful Red Poll.
 
 
The poems quoted on this post were found at the
great poetry blog, fifty-two poets, a year of reading poetry.

 
"What I miss is gravel
crunching under foot or wheel,
wide sky above
the road straight into horizon.
I want to walk the crease
of a prairie book, lines of wheat
as even type, all one size
the word gold over and over."
 
                 from Maze
                            Nancy Mattson
 

4 comments:

Kathie Brown said...

Guy, I just saw the world "gold all over" in the ag fields near the Salton Sea! How amazing that you should post these lines! How nice that you saw the red poll! That house sparrow needs to mind his manners!

Guy said...

Hi Kathie

Yes I was happy to see the Red Poll, the Sparrow was an ill mannered oaf all right. I am glad you liked the quote.

Regards
Guy

Gary said...

Great post Guy!! Boom & Gary of the Vermilon River, Canada.

Guy said...

Hi Gary

Thanks for stopping by.

Guy