Wednesday 31 December 2014

It's not always peacock-feathered

This thing had no feathers, nor carried a tune,
just a low growing scrub I saw, by a dune;

no bird had ever sung in that desolate spot,
no cloud had marred that sky with its untidy blot;

yet it grew, stood its ground without any fuss
in a quiet version of hope, unselfconscious.

An immense vastness, a certain light offers
tiny, easily missed, wild-austere metaphors.

It is not always peacock-feathered and resplendent.
It doesn’t sing always, it can remain silent. 

And that rounds off my rather turbulent year on a note of quiet hope, I know it will start singing sometime.  Thank you for being here and seeing this year through with me. A very happy new year MMXV to you and yours. Stay happy and blessed, wishing you lots of poetry and birdsongs of hope. See you next year. 


  1. Hi Nila - a Happy New Year to you .. and yes here's to more of your thoughtful stories in poems .. this one conjures much ... life can inspire even from the dusty, dull, corners of life ... thanks - cheers Hilary

    1. Thank you, Hilary and a very Happy New Year to you too...inspiration lies more often in the dust and in the dull than in the sparkly bits for me :)

  2. Sometimes standing still and silent is all we can do!

    Thank you so much for all your support and kind words throughout this last year! May we both be blessed with a most prosperous, peace and love filled New Year!

    1. Being still is important, being silent even more so sometimes :)

      Thank you for those warm wishes, and I am looking forward to reading more of your writing and deepening the connects in the new year. Wishing you a magical 2015!

  3. Be still. Happy New Year my talented friend. :)

    1. Thank you, Denise! And to you and yours too..happiness and stillness... :)