Photography Gods

Version 2

Where do the red birds go when they die?

While keeping their colors, they blend with the sky

and swirl with the clouds in a free-form of flight

with feathers at peace, to the heavens alight

 

Authors note: Strange how this happened, how photography can be magic. I found the original photo on my computer. Yes, the cardinal is a yard decoration stuck in a planter against a stone wall. But how did I capture the below photo? At night, perhaps?

With a tad of photo editing, a redbird floated amongst the clouds and twirled the above poem toward my palm.

Here’s the original photo:

Version 3

 

Published by

Carolyn Dennis-Willingham

Carolyn is the author of two published books – No Hill for a Stepper, 2001, and The Last Bordello, 2016. Her third novel, The Moonshine Thicket, is set in 1928 and is currently enduring a professional edit. When not on her laptop, she serves as a lap top for her grandchildren. She is also a fitness boxer, artist, and throws a tennis ball for her ever-persistent mini Aussie. In addition to her blogging website, carolyndenniswillingham.com, you may find her on Facebook and Twitter.

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