Sandhill Cranes in Back Field, taken 031021
A Spring afternoon surprise:
feathered statues stand
where none known have stood before.
Blent, tan, and in matched
bless of ancient lore,
nod with grace, sun lift as one,
and vow green morrow.
Grace is today’s host of dVerse’ Meet The Bar. Grace says:
Today’s challenge is to write a seguidilla. You choose your theme and set the mood. If one stanza is not enough for you, you can continue to add, following the seguidilla pattern of rhyme and number of lines.
Tao Talk 
What a joy to see them, specially in spring season.
I love how you describe them in stillness, then their movements in the second part. The music is lovely too.
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It was such a surprise to pull into the driveway and see them there. The flash on my phone when I took the picture spooked them I think. I hope they come back! Thanks for your lovely comments, Grace.
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To see cranes is such a sure sign of spring… here in Sweden there is a place where they gather in mass and “dance” before they go away in pairs.
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Oh so wonderful, Bjorn! I’d love to see a bunch gather and dance.
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This is beautifully executed, Lisa! 💝💝 I especially love the image; “Blent, tan, and in matched bless of ancient lore.”
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❤ Thank you, Sanaa.
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Ahhhhh… Just what the prompt prompted and just what I needed to read. Thanks, Lisa.
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Enchanting music! The last three lines reads as a prayer. Divine! ✨
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Tricia, thank you and glad you see it as such ❤
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Welcome! 💖
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I think I swooned for the first time, reading this line. I’m not sure – what is swooning like?
-David
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lol didn’t you swoon in your poem earlier this week? I put blent in there and then went to confirm it was a word. It was staying whether it was or not. What good is language if we can’t mess with it for fun?
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As usual, a beautifully written poem Li.
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Sadje, thanks for your kindness.
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Of course Li. It’s always a pleasure reading your poetry.
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That’s a beautiful photo and Seguidilla to match! They look like ballet dancers to me – such elegance and poise!
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those wings are amazing! Thank you, Ingrid.
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A wonderful surprise captured in your seguidilla, Lisa. I love the description of the cranes as ‘feathered statues’ and the promise of ‘green morrow’.
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Thank you and glad you enjoyed the poem, Kim.
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Birds…(k)
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I’ve seen them down here before near the river…love the music also.
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Cool. We have herons around the waterways but first time these beauties have been in the yard. Glad you like the music.
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It sounded like a spring day.
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Pure magic, the way you used descriptive words .. especially ‘blent, tan, and in matched’ ~ great write, Lisa!
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Helen, thank you 🙂
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Your poem captures the sheer joy of what you experienced, cranes are also a symbol of longevity!
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Even better then 🙂 Glad you enjoyed it, Kate.
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I did, love animals, especially birds thanks Lisa!
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I loved the descriptions, Li. Especially loved the concluding lines. 🙂
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Many thanks, Kitty 🙂
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