Hope is the thing with feathers ~
I see it, fluttering
far above me.
In the
cold, dark, dreich
half-light
of the Winter,
one
little
bird
flies above,
fragile yet ~
indefatigable.
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The premise of 30 Words Thursdays is simple...
Take an image (preferably one you shot, or have permission to use).
Write 30 Words about it. No more. No less.
Post it each Thursday.
Add your link to the InLinkz on Erin's 30 Words Thursday post.
(InLinkz code will be open for one week.)
Enjoy seeing what others have captured by visiting them and leaving a comment.
(InLinkz code will be open for one week.)
Enjoy seeing what others have captured by visiting them and leaving a comment.
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OK, so it's not Thursday, and I didn't take the picture. I found it online (here). But I'm joining in nonetheless. I hope you find a little winged hope here in the cold and dark winter that we are having (colder for some than others, I know!).
6 comments:
A segment of lovely - there's so much bundled up in birds!
Very nice. Hope is a precious thing.
Very nice. Hope is a precious thing.
Oh how lovely! And I have a clan! So happy to have you in it, Miss Rebecca. Thank you for joining in the 30 Words Challenge! Enjoy the day. Erin
These words are really beautiful and inspiring. Thank you.
Fantastic photo and I love the allusion to Emily Dickenson. I am particularly drawn to the stark black against the sepia-toned sky. There's a power in the impact of the bird and branch. Great job!
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