Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, March 26, 2009

The Day The Starling Came To Visit

The starling caught me by surprise, his wings a flutter, he stops to see from the window above the kitchen sink.  I never saw a starling so close, as the day opens like a blooming rose. I smiled as I opened the window to set him free, he went as far as the sycamore tree. He turned around and it was a goodbye and then he flew off to the blue of the sky. I felt so very warm, so warm inside, the moment I told you what was on my mind. Like the bird now flying free, you and I sail through all of our dreams. 

Sweet intimate embrace,captures the day,
devours the night,enraptures the moment.  


Mark said...

Excellent!! I love the relation of letting go of the bird and the releasing of what was on your mind.

Rachel C Miller said...

Sometimes it is one in the same, through the window, the view we see is the soul set free.

Christian said...

I am new to blogging and I found your blog in a search. It is a peaceful site.

Rachel C Miller said...

Hi Christian,
I appreciate your visit and your kind comment.

Rachel C Miller said...

Hi Mark,
Always good to see you stop by and It is cool to see your interpretation of my poetry.ty

Anonymous said...

Ahh. . . when we finally reveal that which is on our mind, it is so liberating! Beautiful poem, and so full of truth.

Rachel C Miller said...

It is so to keep things inside only weighs down the soul. I tend to be prolific in my writing. Writing many poems everyday. Not necessarily are they all wonderful but they are the emotions that stir within me.
Pleased to see you stop by.