Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come-easy-go.”
― T.H. White, The Sword in the Stone
She flew-
One early morn
Mystifying Bella
Resting in shade after hunting
All night
She gazed-
Into my soul
No more a mystery
To this miraculous creature
Golden
Owl eyes-
Wise and knowing
Trusting my gentle heart
With her life, slow ebbing away
Fading
Feathered-
Wings of power
Swift wind brushing my face
What beauty and grace to witness
Why me?
And now-
That she is gone
My world less magical
A feather drifting from the sky
Her gift
She flew-
Into my soul
Trusting my gentle heart
What beauty and grace to witness
Her gift
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: For six amazing days, I had a Great Horned Owl visiting me, filling my world with magic. Although I don’t know if it was male or female, I chose to call her Bella, which means ‘Beautiful” in Italian. And she was. Sadly, Bella died here in my yard. I like to think she sought me out to spend her last days in a safe and peaceful place. For those of you who follow me, you’ve seen pictures of my garden and know it is a haven for wildlife.
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
Beautifully penned!
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Mystifying Bella …. by charmedchaos
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Thank you Reena.
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A beautiful photo of a beautiful soul. Nice poem in honor of her sharing your space with you.
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Thank you Lisa.
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You’re welcome.
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Those six days were a gift.
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Yes, they truly were.
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Wow, what a special encounter! We’ve had one in our farm grove for a few years but never sighted this close.
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Yes, she was amazing. Thanks Lynn.
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Your pen and your heart is filled with love dear friend. God bless you! One of our most loving rescue dogs is also named Bella 😊 Hugs to you!
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❤️🙏🏻😊
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😎😇
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Thank you again, for sharing Bella with all of us. Am hoping that others will seek out such an experience and find the joy you have encountered.
Elizabeth
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She was so special, to be sure.
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Owls are such beautiful creatures, which you captured that beauty so well in your poem.
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Thank you Eugenia. They truly are.
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You’re welcome.
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Such a beautiful owl and a beautiful poem in her honour. What an unexpected gift she was, finding her way to your yard. Some magic dust from that encounter must still linger……….
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Indeed it does Sherry. Thank you.
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I have a feeling you will feel Bella’s magic for a long time to come. This is an amazing garland cinquain, Linda. This will find its way into my book as an example of how special these cinquain sequences are for our poetry. ❤
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Thank you so much Colleen! ❤️
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You’re so welcome. I always enjoy your poetry, Linda. ❤
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