Sunday, 8 February 2015

The Sunday Posts 2015/ Conceit

I heard a winter tree in song
Its leaves were birds, a hundred strong;
When all at once it ceased to sing,
For every leaf had taken wing.

Mervyn Peake
Photo by Alistair


Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Ohhhh - I just got off the phone with my sister and we were talking about the birds seeming to sense a soupcon of spring.... YAM xx

Bovey Belle said...

We've been saying about signs of spring on a Forum I belong to : ) Lovely little snippet of a poem. Sunday magic.

Alistair said...

Thanks Ladies!

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