Reprise from August 2019 – the start of the fires on the east coast of Australia that traumatised a nation.
I don’t know why my husband and I felt compelled to stop at the old cemetery on that blustery day. 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
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
A beautiful song for a beautiful bird. [Nicky Mehta performing her song, Arlington.]
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
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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Thanks so much, Heather. That is a wedge-tailed eagle feather that we found there. My family tells me wedgies wouldn’t bother with such tiny birds. But we also saw a butcherbird there and for it, little gallivanting birds are definitely on the menu.
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Aww…
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What a beautiful post and the photographs were so clear and stunning. Great job!
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Thank you so much! 🙂 Glad you enjoyed them. I will pass the compliment on. Thanks for visiting.
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Beautiful images Tracy and what a sweet feathered guide 🙂💜 Thank you so much for sharing the lovely Wailing Jennies song too and we hope the robin found a safe place to stay 💖🍀 xxx
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It was my absolute pleasure, Xenia. We can only hope the little bird had better things to do. ❤
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I love the brightly coloured little robins you have over there. True to form ours is cute but not colourful. ‘True Love’ did a great job! Thanks to you both for this lovely post.
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Thank you, Liz. TL will be pleased you enjoyed his snaps. He is really getting into it. It is good for the soul.
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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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Wonderful post Tracy. The text and photos are perfect together and meet the challenges beautifully
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Thank you so much, Tina. My choice of photos was unconscious but once assembled I realised the birds posture mirrored or counter-balanced the angles.
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I agree with Tina – they meet both challenges beautifully. Gorgeous shots of the beautiful bird(s) and a so sad little story. Thank you so much for an excellent take on this!
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Thank you, Ann-Christine. I loved the challenge so much and your beautiful photos of the sculptures.
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So lovely Tracy 🙂 great photos and words
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Thank you, Brian. I think I will be relegated to chief coffee carrier soon. 🙂
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That is a most important job 🙂
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Yep.
Brian, can I ask a big favour? Would you mind letting Dawn know that I have been commenting but they are not on her site. This was after WP apparently did the fix for me.
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OK
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Thank you.
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Done
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❤
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Hi Tracy I can see your comments now. There was a brief spell when I couldn’t and thought you were away.
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Lovely poetry and beautiful photos too!
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Thank you, Dries. That means a lot because I hoped people would understand that I wasn’t mocking their faith.
I might have to become the chief coffee carrier and leave the photography to my husband. 🙂
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Nah, please don’t – your photography skills are most definitely up to scratch!
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The bird photos are gorgeous. The red-capped robin wears his ecclesiastical robes with dignity and grace. I also enjoyed The Jennys.
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Thank you, Liz. I’m glad you enjoyed them. 🙂
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What a glorious post to start the day with!
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Thanks Margaret. ❤
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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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Thanks Jane. Sometimes the poems write themselves with the inspiration I get from the creatures. 🙂 I was so happy to make his acquaintance. I’m hoping he went down the hill a little further where there is better cover.
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Very lovely.
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Thank you. I’ll let the little bird know if I see him again. 🙂
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Good 🙂
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Love the pictures and poem, too.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Pretty bird! Pretty bird!
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Heehee. Personality+.
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He’s darling!
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Little bird, big personality. 🙂
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This is a great post Tracy. And what a cute birdie!
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Thank you, Darren. The little bird helped me write it. And of course, the old fart True Love takes lovely photos. 🙂
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Tracy your photographs are delightful!
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Thank you, Sid. I need something to cheer myself up.
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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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Thank you, Makiko. The credit goes to my husband though. I will let him know you loved them. 🙂
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Thank you Tracy.🙂
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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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Thank you so much, Sarah. I feel likewise about your lovely blog. I’m so grateful for such an appreciative audience. ❤
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A beautiful story told in your photos, Tracey. Thank you for sharing.
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A beautiful story told in your photos, Tracey, seeing the divine in small but glorious beings. Thank you for sharing.
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So glad you enjoyed it, Sharon. ❤
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That’s such an eloquent lyrical poem ❤ And those photos of your little friend are fabulous!
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Thank you, Sarah. I think my husband took most of these photos so I had to contribute something. 🙂
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He’s sooo cute. ^^
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He was a real character, Lani.
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