Variations on White

In my laboratory where I conduct

experiments on the living

connections which emerge

as I magnify my focus,

a red cardinal flits by.

Brown trees hold up

the lucent white sky.

The frosted white water

is ringed by whiter snow.

This word white is useless.

I scattered black sunflower seeds

under the brown thicket of lilac,

the impenetrable screen so favored

by the wintering songbirds.

Earlier, a pair of dark ravens

flapped in, one settling at the tallest tip

of the oak across the street,

the other accompanying a barred

owl into the poplar.

Noble birds in majestic trees.

Hunters playing

off each other’s unique talents,

usually hidden in the dark

but at dawn,

sitting

at just the right angle

I watch the soundless drama.

The day-old fullness

of moon brightens

all this glowing

until the first intimations

of purple and pink

blaze under the blanket

of white.

 

Inspired by:  Noble, Angle, Magnify and Laboratory.

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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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