Before I Move Forward

Good morning wondrous people of the world. How are you? Well I hope and filled with loving energy.

I was working out which new poem to share but then realised I haven't delved into the website with you. It has only been going, literally, for weeks. In turn perhaps I should stay with it for a moment. Introduce it to you properly. Let you know how to discover a mix of my work. You may know, you may not know, that the photos you see are all ones taken by me. My fingers upon a camera. A creative side I enjoy playing with and must do more of. I promise (myself) I shall...soon...perhaps today (or tomorrow). You click on a pic on one of the three poetry pages and then ta-da, up comes a poem. Read and enjoy.

Today I am linking you to each page. Three poems that connect with one another to create one piece about friendship, life and love. A conversation had with a dear friend one day about what will happen next. In Summer 2019 I shared it at Port Eliot Festival. A gentleman came up to me afterwards to tell me of his love he lost and how he connected with the words I shared. I gave him the copy I had in my hand, the finished piece. It was so lovely to have this conversation with him and now share with you. It turns out the piece I gave him was the only copy I had of it completed. So here you read what I have put together with the original typing pieces and notes stored in my box of creativity. It seems a little different yet still my poem.

A Tree A Bird - Part 1
A Tree A Bird - Part 2
A Tree A Bird - Part 3

Or, you can read it all below. Enjoy, enjoy.


You plan to be a tree
I plan to be a bird
As we head to our next life
Our third

I will make home along your branches
Search for seeds amongst your roots
Tickle my feathers with your buds
Coat myself in their fragrance
As they open with spring love

I will use your leaves as shelter
From the golden summer sun
And dance with them as they pirouette 
To the copper autumn floor
I'll take your twigs as arms
To cradle my winters nest

You plan to be a tree
I plan to be a bird

It is where we get to be 
Together next

Then you say how trees live so much longer than birds
A long time, enough to carry and hold my family line down to the twenty third
 
How you will have to reconsider this option
If I am to be with you and you with me

As strong and supportive as you will be holding me in your branches
It just is not the same as carrying me in your arms
As beautiful as those moments will be
Watching me dance with your leaves
It just will not be the same as peering to see my hands held in yours
As much as you will smile as you open your buds
The ones I tease eager for your fragrance and spring love
It just will not be the same nestling together, both as doves
 
So many people
So many lives
Will pass your side
Watch you reach further into the skies
They will not know you carried love in your past eyes
How she, me, had to leave you behind
The one who tickled you on her last night
With her beak of speech and feathers of warmth
The one who took flight and never came back
Back with the morning light
 
Then I think
Oh how I worry you will be left alone with a broken heart
Perhaps instead I should become Ivy
Wrap you in thread
Breathe with one another
Kiss kiss
Weave, caress
Our roots as beds
Deep in the south
We will climb and stretch
To the north, to the east and west
What do you think might be best?

​The inevitable arrived
A print of your heart inside
 
I pondered these thoughts, these words, these lives for days
Until this vision came, another option, a solution, the answer
 
They say it comes in threes
Do you agree?
 
I know why I’m meant to be a bird
It is because I will pass from this life first
 
It is ok though
I will travel skies, comb lands
Until I find your home through the cherry blossom outside
There is where I will make nest
By the top window
Beds next to next
 
Dawn breaks with the opening of your window
You nestle into your armchair
Book in hand
I rest on the ledge
Leaf in beak
 
You strum your guitar
I pitter patter with my feet
I whistle as you speak
I caw when you cry
I chirp when I see your bright eyes
 
This season, into the next
Each spring I am back
Until together we call
Watch the cherry blossom fall
 
I glide down to the pink petal floor
Gather seeds, one, two and three
Plant them in the distant fields
Right down by the sea
 
I return to your side as sunset arrives
Together we disappear into the warmth of dusk
Light up as the nights first stars
Rise together in the morn
The first and second shoots of our tree roots
The love we once lost comes together
Bound by the third shoots weave
 
They say it comes in threes
Do you agree?
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