I don’t know why my husband and I felt compelled to stop at the old cemetery on that fateful blustery day.  Maybe it was our shared sense of impending doom.  Maybe we were tempting fate.  We certainly didn’t go there to take photos.  So maybe it was intuition, a guiding hand.  The power of the robin.  He.  Red-capped robin.

That first time we saw him, he was merrily alone.  He gave us a grand tour of the facilities and we felt at peace.  We returned the following week.  He was still there.  This time with a lady bird.  We returned a further two more times.  On the third occasion, the lady robin was nowhere to be seen, but he – red capped robin – was as welcoming as ever.  He had picked up another friend, a shy yellow-rumped thornbill.  Wherever the robin went, the thornbill followed.  It really was extraordinary to see them do their merry dance.  On our last visit, the red-capped robin was gone.  The raptors had moved in.  I do not presume that the wee bird met his maker, but I shan’t let that get in the way of a good poem.  Photos courtesy of my True Love.

Wing And A Prayer

winter visitor arrives unannounced
in the sleepy part of town

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gathers his ecclesiastical robes and acolytes around
to sup from the eternal fountain of grace
gifted benedictions

  judges not by riches or mental state
nor dwells on sins of mortal men
lives in the moment — not for all time —
dons his vestments with a flourish, a saintly wave
more apparition than godly bird

no tomorrows, no parting glass
yours only to ponder his divinity
his sacrifice, his lonely fate

His End

wedge-tailed eagle feather

Sing with me and the Jennys.

I hope this post is sufficiently serene and contains angles enough for both the Ragtag Daily Prompt and the Lens-Artists Weekly Photo Challenge.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

 

 

57 thoughts on “He – Red Capped Robin

  1. I love your response to the prompt serene. Such a beautiful guide you had, I’m sure he moved on, and left his feather so you would always have something to remember him by…then again maybe not!

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      1. I’m glad to hear that Tracy. I just use a really ordinary cellphone to take my photos but it’s still so much fun! Would need a much better camera to get nice bird shots 🙂

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  2. Oh you were so fortunate to see these charming birds, and I love your poem. Ecclesiastical robes…just wonderful. As are the photos which are so clear with excellent detail. I do so hope the robin has merely found another serene place to spend his time.

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  3. The two single shot of Robin captured it from the front were more than just beautiful. How did you manage them catching it with details, particularly its face expression? You and the robin certainly communicated through as each other!

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  4. Your posts are all so lovely, Tracy, like an elixir of serenity and beauty for the soul. Mine always feels superbly nourished after visiting your blog. Add this beautiful robin and I’m in heaven. ❤

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