There is a bird whose wings are the shades of a rainbow.

When he grieves his sighs pervade the caves of forgotten dreams.

His  sound is the laughter of children  flowing like

rippling  rivers to   soothe the hearts of angels.

His tongue drips with the honey of desert flowers and

his eyes are  an ocean of shimmering shores.

When he is thirsty he  sips  viscous dew from my feathers

painted in his colors.

When adventure calls  we lift our wings and fly away.

 

 

Blue Heron Sunset

 

167 thoughts on “Blue Heron

  1. Beautiful, Holly. I haven’t seen our GBH from a few weeks. I think they are hidden somewhere in the bosque tending to their little ones .

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    1. Same here Timothy. The Sand Hill Cranes have hidden away as well. They will Be out this Summer with their baby. They are monogamous and if they lose their baby or mate they will grieve for them as I’m sure you already know. It’s heartbreaking if that happens. Everyone tries to give them their space .

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      1. I’ve seen photos of Sand HIll Crane chicks. They are really cute. We had a pigeon who fell in love with our big old tom turkey. It would strut around like the turkey, it was so cute. The tom became Thanksgiving dinner (don’t read that part Rsea), and the pigeon was heartbroken, so it took up with our Chow Chow, Sandy, who my dad had resqued from the research lab. Sandy had be put into ventricular fibrillation and brought back out with defibrillation over 300 times when they were developing defibrillators. The pigeon would hang out with Sandy, coo to her, and snuggle with her. They were really cute.

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        1. The sand hill cranes are a very close family. always in pairs until the little one comes along in Spring. Then of course it’s a threesome. That’s hysterical about the pidgeon and Tom Turkey. Sad too but thankfully she found Sandy. I have a ceramic frog I painted pink on my patio, the lizards are alway doing their mating dance for her with no response. The heart wants what the heart wants.

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  2. Fabulous, Rene, fabulous!
    “rippling rivers to soothe the hearts of angels.” You are an angel. Your poetry is divine. I love every line.
    “my feathers painted in his colors.”
    You filled my evening with beauty and colors.
    Thank you.
    Have a wonderful evening sweetheart.

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  3. Beautiful piece of writing very uplifting indeed. And yes “the laughter of children flowing like rippling rivers to soothe the hearts of angels ” is so true 🙂
    Thanks and regards.
    Dilip

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  4. Always moved by herons in flight…

    a wide, encompassing, poetic flight.

    Beautiful colours here, in the picture and the words.

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  5. You weave such magical scenes that leave the reader enthralled – especially ‘his tongue drips with the honey of desert flowers’ and ‘his eyes are an ocean of shimmering shores’.
    Beautiful vivid imagery, as always! 🙂 ❤

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  6. Love the artwork and your poem gives the cranes life. I remember growing up on the St Marks River near the headwaters and it was a sanctuary for every Florida exotic bird. The Herons and Cranes were so majestic. There was a little bird with bright lime green legs, I can’t remember the name but I used to really laugh at those bright green legs. What a fashion statement.

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      1. I do believe that the little egret is the one. They were small and walked on the river grass hunting for Apple snails. It was a free range zoo of all the native birds, flora and fauna. The water was cold and crystal clear. Life was good on the river.

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          1. Such beautiful rivers. I floated the Peace River as a kid in a canoe and lived in Jacksonville where the St Johns River emptied into the Atlantic. The St Marks was a little known river, a well kept secret with amazing beauty. https://www.google.com/maps/place/St+Marks+River,+Florida/@30.1478554,-84.1490749,14z/data=!4m2!3m1!1s0x88ec7ed6bdf90361:0x26d3646c7ec080a0?hl=en-US here is a link to a picture across from our property. You can’t see the house but you can see our neighbor’s patio. Everything was kept as close to its natural state as possible. We sold the property in 2016 to pay my grandfathers health care. We sold it to a man trying to buy up all the land he can on the river to return it to its natural state as a private park. His intent is to preserve it but not keep people from kayaking or canoeing to the head springs. From down river. It’s truly wild as Florida used to be. And OMG, the wildlife concentration is like no other place I’ve ever been.

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          2. That is magnificent Dan. One of my favorite places is Blue Springs off the St. John’s. In the winter the Manatee arrive in hundreds. The spring is awesome, I feel certain you e been there! I have dived the spring, it’s eerie to say the least. I’m so glad you sold that beautiful land to someone wishing to sustain the area as a preserve. Man is continuing to Rob the natural lands for development. I’m going to the link now.

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          3. Oh yes indeed. Blue Springs was my favorite spot growing up. Also Wakulla Springs. I think the link takes you to the google maps. You have to select the pictures that take you to the people kayaking in front of our property. Sorry, I thought it was a direct link. Florida has such beautiful waterways. I can imagine the family in the 1700’s loving the land and springs so much, they never left and that ensured I would enjoy it too.

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          4. We rode our bike ( motorcycles) to Blue Springs and De Leon Springs a number of years ago. The old house still stands on a hill covered in shells and crushed abalone at Blue Sorings , a tourist site now. . It’s fascinating. Imagine the steam boats pulling in there! I remember a huge outdoor place in DeLeon or Wakulla where you could make your own breakfast . Ah the good old days.

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          5. The good ole days indeed. Those memories have sustained me all of my life. As a child and young man, it was all so perfect in my naivety. I think we may have been the last to enjoy such places still pristine and not overrun by the masses.

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          6. Let’s do it. Light the candle in the window until we emerge to feel the sun on our face and linger near the freezer section in the grocery store, feel the cool tile floor with our feet before going out into the summer heat again.

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      1. Indeed. Definitely up there for me too. The heavy ornate intricate lush purple ness of it all. To the dreamers, to the deriders…I have never got over my initial encounter with the work of Villiers de l’isle-Adam…as for living, well, our servants can do that for us. I have been trying very languidly to cultivate an air of ennui and world weariness ever since.

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        1. I want nothing more than linger among the lushest decadence (purple, what else?) I can sense your weariness, the world is a bore and my servants aren’t cooperating, they want to get in in the good stuff too.

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          1. I am weary of the world and the world is weary of me. There is a certain shades of green and blue that can rival purple for decadence, but are very very rare. Time to pack the bags to seek them. Oh wait, it’s not really the peak moment to travel now is it?

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          2. In the bible of decadence, Huymans A Rebour, Des Esseintes, a fan of Dickens plans a trip to London. It is foggy, before boarding the train he goes to an English club in Paris and has roast beef and a pint of bitter and reads the Times. He is surrounded by Englishman. When it comes time to leave he decides that what with the fog and the beef and beer and the Englishman is it like he has imbued the essence of London and goes straight back home. The ultimate decadent traveller.

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          3. There are jewelled tortoises, orchids (naturally), coffee enemas, discussions on Symbolist art, especially Moreau and Redon and also, unforgivably pages and pages on Roman Silver Age poets, which is just pure reader torture. Also his trip to the dentist makes you feel the pain of 19th century dentistry.

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          4. I’m very big on jeweled tortoises ( who isn’t) I can do with some discussions on symbolist art ( I prefer those by our own Mr. Cake) . I’ve endured reader torture ( some of it was my own) . Actually the dentist and enemas are in a tight race for coming in last.

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          5. I forgot the main selling point of the book… it is the yellow book that corrupts the soul of Dorian Gray. The dentist scene it is funny in a very dark as is the riff on enemas, which in a bizarre fashion seems to predict Goop and other wellness BS. Who doesn’t love jewelled tortoises! I have posts in both Moreau and Redon here somewhere.

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          6. I visited your posts on Moreau and Redon at Cakeland, beautiful posts with amazing art and background. Thank you for pointing me in that direction. I also visited the book by Huysmans at Gutenberg, I found it fascinating , I have gotten to the jeweled tortoise, so bizarre! Chapter 6 is where the masterpiece of Moreau and later Redon affect Des Esseintes and his world of isolation and decadence. I’m Not there yet, loving the book.

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          7. I am glad that you are enjoying the book, hopefully you will survive the rack of the Latin Silver Age. You know I love the Symbolists for they own sake as well as being the most important precursors of Surrealism, though admittedly their politics on the whole is very problematic. Des Esseintes certainly has the pose of decadence down to a tee. Barbery d’aurevilly (got to love the names of the French Decadents) said of Huymans that the author of such a book would end up two ways: with a gun in his mouth or at the foot of a Cross.

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    1. Such a lovely comment Charlotte , thank you so much! I think we all would like to fly away right now, a small silver lining is there seems to be a million birds and wildlife taking advantage of the quiet. Be safe!

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      1. Absolutely loved it. If you need a photo of a heron I happen to have taken some photos a few years ago if youd like to use some for this post. 🙂 This post is awesome with or without photos but I’m willing to offer if you want one 🙂

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          1. Thanks! Ok, your post is really good as is, honestly 🙂 I’d love to show you !They’re actually on my Facebook haha . Can you tell me how to send them? I’m not sure how it works on here.

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