Can a Bird Fly if its Wings get Wet? I wonder....

~ just a scribble ~

Like a curious cardinal upon the window sill...

I gaze upon the courtyard, lust in my eyes

          watching

as flecks of sun and shade play in the trees,

fallen leaves rustling along the brick path

 

I wonder…

What is it I covet so hungrily?

                                      passion?

to stay in this moment and soak up the sun

your eyes on my bare thighs?

 

While under my feet roses, daisies and myrtle spring up every hour

 

Or am I leaning towards envy,

                           as I look to the sky

listening to the wind whisper secrets of days to come,

 like a love poem, written in flesh

surrendering everything to create a life as beautiful as the dreams

                                   dancing in my imagination

 

The clouds rush in and in their misty shadow,

    I’m a savage

faithful and faithless

magnanimous and cruel…

 

Decipher me or I will devour you!

For there is no question

not another sun will arise unseen

 

As the rain starts,

    I wonder..

Can a bird fly if its wings get wet? 

Author's Note

art ~ Andrew Atroshenko
poetry ~ MsJewel

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I very much enjoy the way this is written with a playful spirit & gentle tones of imagery. It feels like a fluttering bird, each random idea is so surprisingly hopping around the central theme of your message. I also like the thought-provoking question in your title & final line . . . well crafted as a metaphor for many aspects of how life & love can feel.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your lovely comment :) Julie

[William Liston]

This is one of the most beautiful poems I've ever read ~ not just on this site but in general. I almost can't describe how amazing this piece is ~ it seems perfect in every way. I love the various nuances in this piece ... the feelings of lust, adventure, curiosity, wonder, imagination ... you blended them all very nice in this piece. The last line, title, and visual presentation top it all off. Great work.

- William Liston

[MsJewel]

Wow...thank you so much for your lovely comment. You have made my day (night actually) :) Julie

[Ken Simm.]

How can this sensual and electric piece be a scribble?
How can all these wonderful lines from the title onwards be down trodden by their own author? It is not a scribble. It is many other things on a number of levels.

[MsJewel]

Scribbles aren't meant to be down trodden - they are just what is on my mind at the time. I'm humbled by your generous words Ken. Thanks so much :) Julie

[redzone]

good, I see Rach also states that your poetry is never a scribble... I loved this " decipher me or I will devour you!" yes ikea poem we demand to be known and appreciated and loved passionately... rain or shine!!! Julie, I have always appreciated your not "scribbles" and I am glad I came across this one...

redzone

[MsJewel]

You are very sweet. thank you :) Julie

[Kelly Scheppers]

I cringe a little each time I see you define your work as a "scribble".

Dear Julie, it is SO much more!

[MsJewel]

Scribbles and heartprints...just what is on my mind Kelly. I appreciate you and your kindness. Thank you :) Julie

[HeyJadeXO]

The feeling and thoughts in this piece come straight through to the reader.Very Creative

[MsJewel]

I appreciate your kind words - thank you :) Julie

[BBP]

It takes you to a different place. It was soft and very realistic. The reader ends up in the world you've painted and kinda doesn't want to leave. Nice write Jewel.

[MsJewel]

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it. Thank you :) Julie

[JayDee]

My word what a stunning poem!
Really enjoyed this one thank you so much for sharing

You truly do have a way with words. Loved it!

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your kind words :) Julie

[Dr. YumnaKay]

listening to the wind whisper secrets of days to come,
like a love poem, written in flesh
surrendering everything to create a life as beautiful as the dreams
dancing in my imagination

This is beautiful! Imaginations are what keep us alive at times. I loved reading this piece! Superb :)

[MsJewel]

I'm thrilled you enjoyed it. Thank you :) Julie

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome! A pleasure 😊

[Abraham George]

if this is just a scribble i am sure i can't take your best poem. This is best, so how will be you best poem?

[MsJewel]

I've never thought about which poem is my best...I do have my favorites. But, yes they are scribbles. Scribbles and heartprints and what's on my mind. Thank you for stopping by and leaving a kind comment. I appreciate it. :) Julie

[Abraham George]

mmm its my pleasure

[seeker]

It actually brings out d butiful dialogue v often hv wid ourselves tht wt do v so hungrily waan..vch if not understood devours us..takes one s imagination to plight. Butiful could feel leaves flower sun.

[MsJewel]

Thank you for your lovely comment. :) Julie