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In the hiddenmost vessel of your heart
I find myself
reaching through the shadow of scarlet dreams,
a fallen bird’s feather
drawn from the wing of joy
and offered to you
as parent to your soul;
the hummingbird’s gift is no match
for the music that begs for song
for your song
silent as a blood pearl on the tip of my tongue.

Photo taken in Lane County, Oregon, USA. September 2013.


feathers, hummingbird, roses, petal, drops, water drop, red, blood, spiritual, poem, poetry, death, grief, mourning, prayer


  • AnnDixon
    AnnDixon12 months ago

    Natures Paintbrush Group
    Beautiful Work

  • artwhiz47
    artwhiz4712 months ago

    Lyrical art, lovely words. A nice duet, Ken.

  • Many thanks, Sheila! Someone whispers those lyrics into my ear and I just write ’em down.

    – Kenneth Haley

  • Jane Neill-Hancock
    Jane Neill-Han...12 months ago


  • What a great honor! Thank you!

    – Kenneth Haley

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