My Robin Returns

[Jimmy O'Connell]

My Robin Returns

Stands on the wooden trestle fence
its head turned towards me.
I stand at the kitchen sink
watching him watching me.

Whose world will quake first?
Whose trance-like eye will break
the tensed silence between us?
If I move away from the kitchen window

I will miss his next move and I will
have lost out on his magic. His standing
there watching me is him acknowledging
that I too exist and have a being that is of interest

to him just as I acknowledge his being
as of interest to me. Each of us sustaining
one another in this place at this time.
A garden wall and a kitchen window.

[Sideways]

This is a very nice gentle poem, Jimmy. Thanks for sharing

[Geoffrey]

This is a very nice gentle poem, Jimmy. Thanks for sharing

[Cate]

It is a nice and gentle poem, it paints a peaceful picture and reading it I feel calm.

[Sideways]

This is a very nice gentle poem, Jimmy. Thanks for sharing

Hello Geoffrey, I remember years ago you said you had a home movie of your first, very nervous, attempt at oral sex. Thank you so much for sharing it with us.

[musicmania]

Lovely poem about my favourite bird.

Here is my resident male who I have named Robbie, outside my front door this morning

[Sideways]

Lovely poem about my favourite bird.

Here is my resident male who I have named Robbie, outside my front door this morning

Robbie.JPG

absolutely beautiful