The Ignorance of Beauty

All the birds that come
feeding by my trees and bushes
sing to me (or just to themselves)
to fill out the void
of living.
I am a Voyeur to their swift
take on satisfaction
as the seeds disappear
and the birds wing
in their summer madness
to live it all
before the cold.
Beauty is ignorant of its effect.
There is no self-congratulation
There is no admiring pose…
just quick and away!
Only I remain to be earthbound while they are skyward.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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