Tuesday, February 03, 2015

One Single Impression: Miss (long for)

Originally posted on June 12, 2011

The Friend I Miss

We met there on the bridge one early morn
Admired your beauty always when I passed
Always thinking of the hard life you had
Friend my dear I miss you now very much

You've gone away I'm guessing in the morn
You were laying there lifeless on the side
Brave, you died a death you never deserved
Each time I pass I pause and wonder why

I miss the sight, you watching for a bite
Did you have a family I'll never know
No grave no flowers just a few will mourn
Count me one to ponder each time I pass

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© 2011 Jimmiehov
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Prompt word, Miss (Long for), suggested by Harshad Meta
Space Within: Attempt to put in words....

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Also linked February 3, 2015, to the Real Toads, Tuesday Platform
 - Every time I'd cross the bridge I would look for this grey heron. He would sit on the rail of the Hwy 1097 bridge over the north end of Lake Conroe (Texas).
 - Finally one day I was able to take his picture. He would always fly away when I slowed too much. Once I saw him dive for a fish. He didn't come back up so I am sure he went 'out to eat.'
 - The day we returned from our Midwest holiday I looked for him. Instead there was a pile of feathers and legs and bones by the side on the bridge where he liked. I hope it was a sudden death. Probably a truck sucked him off his perch.
 - I wanted the poem to be able to stand independently of the bird picture. My interpretation then would be about a 'wandering' lady I met who encountered a terrible misfortune.
 - It can be whatever the reader wishes. Possibly it might relate to an experience in his or her life.

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At Sunday, June 12, 2011 1:59:00 AM, Blogger Ramesh Sood said...

Well, it happens Jim...we just fail to express because of our own reluctance.. something stops us.. well you have brought this out nicely..thanks..

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 5:40:00 AM, Blogger The Poet said...

Sad, but unfortunately it happens.

Very nicely done, Jim.

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 7:04:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh so sad when this happens. Nature gives us so much joy and then life )death) happens. Well done Jim.

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 10:41:00 AM, Blogger Harshad Mehta said...

Sad. Beautiful bird. Sentiments well rendered.

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 9:52:00 PM, Blogger Christine said...

Such a majestic bird, fortunate that you were able to see his majesty for awhile.

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 10:24:00 PM, Anonymous Amity said...

A very nice tribute to a dear creature only you could give such thoughts and feelings of its passing away!

Well done Jim, I like your rendition here!

Knee surgery? That must be awfully painful. You better take care anyway! See, what club are we in now? no accident prone club anymore, maybe, "Doc's Favorite Club" na...ha ha, just cheering you up, i know how bad you will soon be up to!

My stitches on my left leg is recuperating fast anyway. MY doc will remove the stitches this afternoon...Arggghhhh must be a li'l painful, Doc pulling all those threads!

I tried to change the background of my WP blog, hope it suits you now...you can't do much with WP really!

At Sunday, June 12, 2011 11:24:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

A sad death :|
O feel the longing in here well ..
Amazing how we get so used to the things / people we see daily ...

At Monday, June 13, 2011 9:40:00 AM, Anonymous Short Poems said...

Beautifully knitted together!
Love it :)

At Monday, June 13, 2011 10:50:00 AM, Anonymous Jingle said...

I had similar experiences before,
awesome take,
a bird is a life.
it is small but adds beauty to our world.
love your entry.

At Monday, June 13, 2011 12:05:00 PM, Blogger Amanda Moore said...

Jim what a glorious bird to write about! I have for a long time had a great interest in all Heron but the Great Blue is my fave and this "goodbye" was very sweet! I will take any sunshine you are willing to part with or if you would just blow the clouds away I am sure the sun would peek through!

At Monday, June 13, 2011 10:38:00 PM, Blogger The Write Girl said...

I'm sorry to hear the story of this grey heron. Your poem is so beautiful and touching. Thanks always for your kind words on my site. Take Care!!

At Tuesday, June 14, 2011 2:45:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

beautiful thoughts Jim..yes...we can miss those moments!

At Tuesday, June 14, 2011 4:31:00 PM, Blogger TexWisGirl said...

oh, how sad for your sweet buddy... thanks for sharing this!

At Tuesday, June 14, 2011 9:51:00 PM, Blogger Hilary said...

I read your comment over at TexWisGirl's blog and had to come see. Such a lovely tribute to a wonderful bird.

I love herons and feel blessed to have at least one which comes to fish my local pond most days. I felt sick to think of this magnificent bird losing its life this way.

It's nice to know that someone who cares will be missing him. Thank you for that.

At Tuesday, June 14, 2011 10:00:00 PM, Blogger SandyCarlson said...

That kind of needless ending--the result of carelessness and calousness--breaks my heart and enrages me. You say it so well. I think the death of these graceful, grace-filled birds is a painful desecration.

At Wednesday, June 15, 2011 12:57:00 AM, Anonymous Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Beautifully sad.

At Wednesday, June 15, 2011 3:43:00 AM, Blogger Gyanban said...

It's good that the bad happened,so no more bad can happen.Here on,for Heron, only good can happen.

Very poignant,very well written.

At Thursday, June 16, 2011 2:35:00 PM, Blogger Felisol said...

Dear Jim,
It's been a
long time since I've been over to your place.
I like that you have revealed a strong poetic oar.
You never stop to amaze me.
You are still a man busy being born.

At Saturday, June 18, 2011 7:04:00 AM, Blogger audrey` said...

Sad and tragic...

At Sunday, July 08, 2012 9:13:00 AM, Blogger EG CameraGirl said...

Lucky you have the photo to remember your friend by.

At Wednesday, January 30, 2013 10:31:00 AM, Blogger Hannah said...

This brings me SUCH sadness. I just love all wildlife and it breaks my heart when they die untimely deaths due to "our" inventions and way of living. Beautiful emotive write, Jim. Thank you for sharing this with me.:)

At Wednesday, April 17, 2013 2:28:00 AM, Blogger Kathie Brown said...

Jim, I am sure you do still miss your friend, and perhaps you are right about him getting hit by a truck, but sadly many sea birds are killed nowadays by the plastics they ingest from our garbage that ends up in the water or in the bellies of other animals. Also, many birds are killed by the lead sinkers used on fishing line. If a fish swallows the lead and the birds eats the fish, well...you get the picture. I am glad that you enjoyed seeing him while he (or she) was around. Perhaps a new one will come to the same area one day!

At Thursday, January 23, 2014 11:53:00 PM, Blogger Margaret said...

Oh… how sad! He is beautiful. I saw quite a few feather piles on the bridges coming back from the Outer Banks, NC. I think this is common. I like how your poem stands alone without the photo - I don't believe mine does.

At Tuesday, February 03, 2015 11:57:00 AM, Blogger Debi Swim said...

I, too, hope it was quick and painless. Wonderful to have your life touched by the heron.

At Tuesday, February 03, 2015 10:03:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh so sad, Jim, such a beautiful bird. I hope he didnt suffer. It is cool you have been to the Island! Yes, it is so moderate here - Victoria never gets winter at all, they have flowers pretty much year round. Up here mid-Island we had exceptionally mild weather even for the Island this year - no winter at all and our tulips and daffodils are already poking up. The east is making up for it, they got their winter and ours too, from the sound of it. Always nice to hear from you, Jim.

At Wednesday, February 04, 2015 5:42:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...

aw... Love this poem, if not the sad story that inspired it. Your friend seemed like a sentry, and very regal, too. I do think your poem stands on its own and evokes many feelings and associations. Thanks for sharing this again, Jim, for your newer friends like me.

At Wednesday, February 04, 2015 10:01:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Jim -- this has to be my favorite poem of yours.. together with the picture the nature becomes clear, but the poem fits many cases of mourning and loss.

At Thursday, February 05, 2015 9:04:00 AM, Blogger Helen said...

Oh Jim, this is sad.

At Monday, February 09, 2015 5:36:00 AM, Blogger Scarlet said...

This is a sad but such a lovely rhyme & cadence to honor the sight of the heron ~ Thanks for the visit Jim and wishing you lovely week ~ Enjoy your vacation, smiles ~


At Monday, July 13, 2015 8:18:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Back for another read, Jim, and so sad for the heron. When wild creatures get too close to cars , it is never good. I tremble for the baby deer poking along the back roads here as everyone drives at double the speed limit, no chance to slow in time. Sigh. Loved your poem. I love that his photo accompanies it - this way more people will remember him.

At Thursday, July 21, 2016 11:30:00 AM, Blogger Hannah said...

Oh, yes...Jim...this one utterly breaks my heart, (again)...that was a beautiful connection you had with that bird...truly they're amzing creatures. I'm glad you gave me the link to this one.

Some spiritual meaning for grey heron...

You are being called to take courage and follow your true path, which will be discovered through exploring your inner self. Find what draws you to action.

I found this here:http://www.spirit-animals.com/heron/

Maybe your heron is asking you to write another different kind of poem for him...

Thank you, for sharing with me, Jim.

At Monday, August 22, 2016 1:40:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh Jim, that is so sad. I always get a lump in my throat or tears in my eyes when I see animals in or beside the road. I am aware of the circle of life and know that death is inevitable, but humans should be more careful and mindful of other species, aware and considerate of the special bonds many of us have with animals, including wild ones.

At Friday, October 06, 2017 6:11:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Beautiful photo, and sad poem – to me, even sadder knowing it's about the bird.

At Sunday, April 22, 2018 2:14:00 AM, Blogger grapeling said...

thanks for sharing this, Jim. ~


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