The Northern Wind

With the North wind
comes the milling of the birds.
They dance and swirl
fanning across sky and lea.
The winds of winter
fuels the fray,
of this feathered flight.
As the bright noon day
shines on a canvas bright.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Having some windy days in Michigan dear Cherrie. Few birds are hanging around Michigan. I do feed them with two bird feeders. The Northern wind can make our body cold. In Michigan, Winter is here and the Northern winds are blowing. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[red93]

We have the birds here as well Cherrie, hundreds of them, sometimes they have a fly-past en masse - to what purpose, who knows ? Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Ken Simm.]

Almost John Donne. I do like this.

[Cherrie]

Thank you Ken you are most generous.

[Amy R]

Another short beautiful poem, full of pretty imagery, the birds in this poem reminds me of my evenings staring at the flocks flying by so freely.
-Amy

[Cherrie]

Thank you Amy. I look forward to returning the visit.

[Amy R]

No problem

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This poem reminds me of my days in Lockport....with that lake wind from Chicago....The birds seemed so cold and lonely...and even the sunshine was so cold.
j.

[Cherrie]

🙂 thank you Jacob.
And what cold wind cleaves those waters.

[emmajoygreen]

The entire poem is a canvas of the most beautiful colours, Cherrie! Loved the whole but am taking these words with me.. wonderfully discriptive, metaphorical and all other much admiring and admired words..

'The winds of winter
fuels the fray,
of this feathered flight.
As the noon day sun shines
on a canvas bright.'

[Cherrie]

I am behind the times. Sorry I missed your review I am trying to get back in the groove 🙂
read moreI am behind the times. Sorry I missed your review I am trying to get back in the groove 🙂
I have treasured the lifeline you tossed my way. I cherish our friendship.

[emmajoygreen]

No worries, am often way behind with reviewing. When your have time along with everything thing else you have to do, will be fine and time for a smile.

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful imagery you gifted your readers with Cherrie. Wonderful poetic expression. Happy Thanksgiving to you and all those you love.

comes the milling of the birds - how I love that line.

Chris

[Cherrie]

Thank you Chris 🙂

[Einstein Noodle]

seeing and watching the birds flock, saying good bye and admiring the tenacity of those who while ride out the winter always moves me .. i do not know the meaning of the word "lea" in your poem tho .. would you enlighten me? here in the Ozark mountains birds are not noticed much because of the thick, full forests .. this time of year i can see hundreds of them flitting about the barren trees .. it's thrilling .. Fall is here :)
E.

[Cherrie]

a Lea is a meadow... Happy Thanksgiving my good friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

ah! i knew i had heard/read it before .. couldn't get "lee" out of my head which didn't make sense .. i get the same way doing crossword puzzles .. wrong word stuck syndrome ;) Happy Thanks giving to you too Cherrie!
E.