Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence





Last year’s bright plumage
Song a distant memory
Scattered on the ground

Well over fifty
Day to day
Wrapped in androgyny
Land of facts and figures
Precision and accuracy
Immediate answers
Hard, cold, impersonal
Forgetting it was okay to blossom,
Have pretty plumage, have desires
Feeling guilty for playfulness
Left wanting, needing a break
Craving connections, the truth
Simple humanity
I do not want my youth back
I merely seek balance
A world of softness and light

In response to CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI: Carpe Diem #962 bird feather

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2023 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

6 thoughts on “Plumage

  1. I keep all feathers are find. I even have a beautiful pheasant feather. This is a gorgeous contrast between yellow flower and the blue Jay feather. I like your seeking softness and light.

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  2. Yes, balance is the key.

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  3. Thank you rivrvlogr. I am trying my best.

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  4. Stunning picture. The colors are astounding. Love the focus and depth of field. No accident that the plumage is in the background and out of focus. The poem is painful, and meant as such. Perhaps more “rain”. But there is a beautiful blossoming flower in clear focus in the foreground, bathed in softness and light.

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  5. Thank you. That was a test shot with my Lytro. I found those objects in the beam of light just as you see them. I couldn’t believe my good fortune. When the prompt “plumage” came up, I knew I had to use it. Growing old is hard period but it is particularly cruel to women. We become invisible.


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