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Of kites and colour change



Today I watched the turning of the trees
With red kites soaring high across the skies
Magnificently sailing on the breeze
And keeping all of England in their eyes

I listened to the rustle of the leaves
And heard the pretty calling of the kites
The touch of gold an autumn tree receives
Is truly one of nature's great delights

The turning leaves are measures of the year
Returning kites are measures of our age
The beauty we once massacred through fear
Returns to take its place on centre stage

How do we seem to kites above the town
When autumn trees are slowly turning brown

Author notes

The photo of the red kite is courtesy of www.naturealbums.com and is by and copyright Necip Perver.

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  • Tqop
    October 30
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    Very good job. I loved how you put this together.


  • Thomas Scott gold member
    October 27
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    Boffo!

    Particularly love line 5 - thrilling expression of place both vertical and horizontal.

  • Purrsanthema
    October 25

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    What a beautiful poem to a beautiful bird! He truly is magnificent! I love the line "And keeping all of England in their eyes". I love the parallelism in lines 9-10.


  • PassionsPromise gold member
    October 25

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    beautiful when heard and beautiful when read
    wonderful piece of poetry

    Love
    Passionspromise


  • Sue Cardwell gold member
    October 25

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    A beautiful sonnet capturing the sheer beauty of red kites and and autumn day.
    A joy to read and you have done Necip's photo proud!

    Sue
    x


  • Meme Wheeler
    October 24

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    This is afterall my fav season of them all! Jeff you have captured the brillance of Autumn as well as touching the significance it holds to life and time passing! All of England must mirror where I live here in Michigan, USA?


  • Amera gold member
    October 23

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    I love the image and motion that you have managed to obtain in this sonnet. Line three is correct but if I was to rewrite it I would say: "Magnificent they sail upon the breeze". "Magnificently" just seems to be a mouthfull for me and dampens the flow. Line 13 makes no sense what so ever to me. Still, I love this poem and I love you.


    PS. When I click on the link in the poem, I get this:
    "Forbidden
    Unfortunately, you are not allowed to access the requested page."

    Love,
    Amera


    • cricketjeff gold member
      October 24
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      I'll look again at line 3, I have fixed (I hope) the audio link.

      Hmmm
      Line 13 seems right to me, the kites (there's now a picture of one above) patrol above High Wickham where I was working, they follow cars down roads and appear to be contemplating us much of the time. They are carrion feeders and I guess the best place to find a dead animal is roadkill

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