The North Wind doth blow
and we shall have snow,
and what shall poor Robin do then?
Poor thing.
He’ll sit in a barn,
and keep himself warm,
and hide his head under his wing,
poor thing….
Introduced by CHRISTINE MALLABAND-BROWN
Public Domain Poetry
here I stand upwind
with a dead bird in my hands
in barren Eden
and look at the sore plucked backs
of my deserting brothers
I yell after them
“omens are a pile of crap!
who can blame people
if hosts of heaven act like
credulous aborigines?”
wind snatches my words
and mixes them up with sand
nobody believes
that cold grey ash in my hands
is an arising phoenix
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2016
Do you remember that guy?
Yes, who turned off the lighthouse.
At that time things were awry
and it ended up in the madhouse.
“Birds are better than people.
They can fly and sit on the steeple.”
Then two or three were shipwrecked.
It was in late November…
All appeals were rejected.
I was small, but I still remember.
“Birds are better than people.
They don’t weep. Don’t beg for a nipple.”
I saw his look through the bars.
I read his bloodless parched lips.
“…they fade in the light… like stars…
…lighthouse is evil… full eclipse…”
“Birds are better than people.
They never doubt to kill a cripple.”
James Bond was my cult hero.
(No, not the dolt from the film!)
His books were my ground zero.
Birds became lords in my little realm.
“Birds are better than people…”
I’m the most industrious pupil.
I defeated wicked light.
I secure happy birdlife.
I keep eternal twilight.
Somewhere somebody cries… it’s a sailor’s wife.
* * * * *
This poem definitely was inspired by the amazing poem ‘Le gardien du phare aime trop les oiseaux’ (The Lighthouse Keeper Loves Birds Too Much) by French poet and screenwriter Jacques Prevert and the short animation based on it ‘Farat’ (The Lighthouse) by Bulgarian director Velislava Gospodinova.
I don’t share videos too often, but it’s worth watching.
I hope you’ll enjoy this short masterpiece.
With love,
your Unbolt
‘Le gardien du phare aime trop les oiseaux’
de Jacques Prévert
Des oiseaux par milliers volent vers les feux
Par milliers ils tombent par milliers ils se cognent
Par milliers aveuglés par milliers assommés
Par milliers ils meurent.
Le gardien ne peut supporter des choses pareilles
Les oiseaux il les aime trop
Alors il dit tant pis je m’en fous
Et il éteint tout
Au loin un cargo fait naufrage
Un cargo venant des îles
Un cargo chargé d’oiseaux
Des milliers d’oiseaux des îles
Des milliers d’oiseaux noyés.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
…I woke up on a big heap of rotten beetroot and zucchini. It had a terrible stink… No! It was more than that — a hellish stink! I coughed and tried to open my eyes.
I was in semi-darkness… though a few minutes later my eyes adjusted to it. But, I wasn’t too happy with the picture I saw. And the main reason for this was the goon who was sitting on the wooden box opposite me. He looked sore, and his feathers were shabby and mucky. “He doesn’t look kosher…” Why do such stupid thoughts come to mind at times like this? Is it a self-defense mechanism when confronting madness?
Fuck! Yesterday I had relished the sterling French accent of my Chilperic as he entreated me to be more prudent, to not have common affairs with this hillbilly Henry… I didn’t listen to him, unfortunately… At that moment, the choice of my eyeliner’s color to pair with my evening dress had been more important to me… I was a fool! Stupid chicken! I tried to recall the previous evening. It was still a fog in my memory, just a gray and sticky fog… Suddenly, I recalled.
A howitzer!
It had begun with a conversation about the howitzer barrel aimed at the banquet! (to be continued)
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
My special thanks to the one and only Cyan Ryan,
a great friend and an excellent editor,
for grammar corrections and improvements this essay!
These beasts of onyx despise cowards
only to the brave, knowledge it shall pass onwards
approach the deity only if you are not craven
for you might have to face an Unkindness of Ravens
(An Unkindness of Ravens by the amazing Obsidian Visionary)
I. Questions for me
01. Why did you start blogging? I felt that it was time to leave my nest.
02. What inspired or influence you to write? A blank sheet, an inkstand and the white feather which rested near.
03. What are three things you can’t live without? The sunny sky. The cloudy sky. The stormy sky.
04. What (other) talents do you have? I can teach you how to fly without wings.
05. What is your favorite post you’ve written? (Don’t forget to include the link.) Dedication on my blog.
06. If you could meet anyone dead or alive, who would it be? Huginn and Muninn.
07. If money were no object, what would you do all day? I would play ‘hide-and-seek’ among the clouds.
08. What has been your biggest challenge? When I was pretending to be a song bird.
09. If you could learn to do anything, what would it be? And why? I would learn how to seem like a ‘birdbrain’… Sometimes it’s pretty useful.
10. What makes you smile? Penguins skating on ice.
11. What is your most memorable moment in your life? My first flight.
II. Facts about me
I have 1 beak; 2 wings; 3 fingers on every wing; 4-chamber heart; 5 anterior air sacs; 6 thousand feathers; 7 music notes in my hoarse songs; 8 dozen hues of grey on my plumage; 9 cervical vertebrae; 10 doubts that I didn’t get confused with these facts; 11 primaries.
III. My nominees
Who? What a silly question! Of course, all birds that I met on WP! (Pepperanne! Ry! My dearest ‘birds of a feather’! I know, you’re flying very highly and quickly! If you notice this post… suddenly… you’re my first nominees!) OK! My flock…
01. http://risinghawk.wordpress.com/
02. A Blind Bird
03. Strangetinybird
04. BLACKBIRD’S NEST
05. Halcyon Phoenix
06. SHAWN L. BIRD
07. the crow reborn
08. The Owl’s Wise Eyes
09. http://ornithologi.com/
10. Love and Feathers
11. BIRD ENCOUNTERS OF A BALCONY KIND
IV. My questions
01. Donald Duck or Woody Woodpecker?
02. Swan Lake (ballet by Pyotr Tchaikovsky) or Black Swan (film by Darren Aronofsky)?
03. Harpies or Gryphons?
04. Angry Birds (puzzle video game) or Birds of Steel (combat flight simulator video game)?
05. The Wonderful Adventures of Nils (books by Selma Lagerlof) or Duck Tales (cartoons by Disney)?
06. Dove of Peace (sketch by Pablo Picasso) or Swans Reflecting Elephants (painting by Salvador Dali)?
07. Blackbird (song by The Beatles) or White Bird (song by Sam Bush)?
08. Captain Jack Sparrow or Skipper, Kowalski, Private and Rico (The Penguins of Madagascar)?
09. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (novel by Ken Kesey) or To Kill a Mockingbird (novel by Harper Lee)?
10. Raphinae or Phorusrhacos?
11. The Raven (poem by Edgar Allan Poe) or The Birds (film by Alfred Hitchcock)?
V. Rules (the most boring part, isn’t it?) So, it’s only your free will…
Accept / Not accept this nomination.
Paste / Not paste the Liebster logo onto your blog.
Link back / Not link back me.
Answer / Not answer my questions.
List / Not list 11 facts about yourself.
Nominate / Not nominate 11 other blogs.
List / Not list 11 questions for your nominees.
Inform / Not inform your nominees by leaving a comment.
Is all of this clear? Cool! Mission over, mission done. I fly away… Catch up with me!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
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