Thursday, June 14, 2007

My 300th post!

I wanted to write
A poem today.
Found nothing of import
To Praise or fault.
The cauldron dry,
Emotion evaporated,
Words locked up
In the time lock vault.

That's not to say
Nature failed to impress.
It's just that I am
Unable to express
What the images convey.

Sitting on my perch,
Monitor gazing,
Bored with reassuring
Of a eight-nine year old
Heart beat.
These words snuck down
To the black tipped
To tell a story of nature's

A baby, adolescent really,
Robin approached
He landed upon a
Wild rose
Not more than a foot
He looked me in the
As if to say;
"look at me, aren't I
I've learnt my lessons
And you my featherless
I trust you, though I
Know not why."


Blogger tinamtl said...

HAHA Good poem!!!

4:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Congratulations on the milestone. :) A very cool way to celebrate.

5:33 PM  
Blogger paris parfait said...

I like how you started out not knowing what you'd write and then the robin appeared and your keen observations created a poem! And congrats on your 300th post! Well done - here's to your next 300 and beyond! xo

5:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I sense your wisdom in this poem. The more secure we are in ourselves, the easier it is to sit in moments of uncertainty, moments of just being the Observer, the Witness. And then all of nature seems to open up, unfold and respond.

8:08 PM  
Blogger Carole Burant said...

Congratulations on your 300th post my friend...I must say every one of them enjoyable and I'm very much looking forward to many, many, many more posts:-) xox

9:16 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

Well, Rel...with nothing to write about, nothing to inspire you, you certainly have achieved something wonderful. :)

From small things, bigs things come.

10:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Rel, you always find the words...or do they find you?

Congratulations on your big 3-0-0. Here's to many, many more. :)

12:04 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

being open to whatever comes along is key to creating poetry.

6:27 AM  
Blogger Puss-in-Boots said...

I thought you had nothing to write about! That poem was brilliant for someone who didn't know what to write...

Congratulations on 300 posts, Rel. Don't give up though, keep writing more...

9:09 AM  
Blogger Churlita said...

You are amazing. You can write a great poem about having nothing to write about.

11:13 AM  
Blogger Wanderlust Scarlett said...

300! My goodness! And all well worth a look.
Here's looking forward to the next 300 and beyond.

Lovely poem!

Scarlett & Viaggiatore

12:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Despite not knowing what to write, you did very well!

2:20 PM  
Blogger Elisabeth said...

Rel - Congrats on the 300th post. Lovely poem. And I want you to know that I thoroughly enjoyed the beautiful photos below, as well as your entry on being a "country boy." I will keep that entry topic in mind for my own blog.

4:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Congrats on 300 posts and the wonderful poem.

4:46 PM  
Blogger Rowan said...

Congratulations on your 300th birthday - er, post I mean! The poem is really good - you have a real way with words. It's odd how some days the words and ideas come freely and other times one is scratching about vainly for inspiration of any kind.

5:27 PM  
Blogger Lee said...

Ooops...I forgot! Congratulations on your 300th post, Rel! :)

12:10 AM  
Blogger Kay Cooke said...

There's something special about birds. You've captured that well in this poem.

8:22 AM  
Blogger Rob Kistner said...

'These words snuck down
To the black tipped

Neat visual... cool bit of writing!

I have tagged you, on behalf of Red Squirrel, for a meme... if interested, stop by my blog. If not, let it pass, and peace to you. ;)

2:40 PM  
Blogger Rob Kistner said...

Congratulation on your 300th!

May the well flow forevermore...

2:42 PM  
Blogger Tammy Brierly said...

Thank you for 300 posts of Rel!

Seems like the Robin got your tongue. lol From nothing you found a beautiful something.


4:29 PM  
Blogger Catch said...

congrats on your 300th post Rel!!!! The robin trusts you for the same reasons I do....we can read between the lines! Bless you Sweety!

4:53 PM  
Blogger ren powell said...

1. a cauldron as the source of creativity frightens and intrigues me at the same time.

2. I have always wanted to be Snow White and have all the birds and animals trust me.

3. You're tagged now. I know, I hate these things, too, but feel obligated when someone does it- bit like high school chain letters. . . my post is on saturday-

8:53 AM  

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