Monday, November 9, 2015

Happy 10 Year Blogiversary, Irene!

I’m so happy to be a part of Irene Latham’s celebration today. Her blog is a great source of inspiration for me and many other writers and readers. I will add to the celebration with my original poem all about writing and following one’s instincts as WILD as they might be.






trust your instincts

saw two pterosaurs fly overhead today
you probably saw two blue herons, some might say
ha, I laugh, two blue herons

the pterosaurs drifted across the clear bright blue 
graceful, wild, beautiful
in a sweep of near-silence, without a flap
gliding in from 200 million years ago 
or so

ha, two blue herons
if I believed what some say
I’d never write poems about pterosaurs

© Sheri Doyle




 Please join the party at Live Your Poem! Congratulations, Irene!



16 comments:

  1. This is a poem I have lived! One day, in the parking lot at work, without warning (they don't don't make noise as you said), a great blue heron flew over and its shadow took up half the lot! It was easy seeing the pterosaur!

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    1. Love this description of the shadow! Yes, the silence is so noticeable, isn't it? Thanks, Diane!

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  2. Ha! you write, and I love the imagination. I actually would love to see two blue herons too, but Pterosaurs would be better. Lovely 'wild' poem, Sheri.

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    1. We see herons from time to time—they are an amazing sight too—but these were definitely pterosaurs. ; )
      Thank you, Linda!

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  3. Sheri, this poem is magic! My niece sent me a drawing she did called "Imagination Windows." I am just imaging your pterosaurs in one of those windows! Thank you thank you for sharing in this wild celebration... I shall never again look at a heron in flight without thinking of your poem. xo

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    1. Love that title "Imagination Windows." So happy to be part of the celebration, Irene! : )

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  4. Life would surely be lacking without poems about pterosaurs! As much as I love herons, I much prefer the wild world you've created, Sheri.

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  5. Fun, Sheri! The title works so well with the poem :-)! I saw a blue heron today, all hunched against the cold. Usually they look pretty placid, but It looked a bit dangerously grumpy.

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    1. Sounds like a poem in the works, Tabatha! Thanks for dropping by! : )

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  6. Sheri, This is something I wish I had written. I can see it in an anthology. It should take flight.

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  7. Oh, this poem is great fun--love the ending!

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