Owl of Minerva (cut off an old coin) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
She perched upon your hand
She whispered ‘Understand!’
She told you wisdom deep
Such secrets you could keep
You followed as she flew
To places no-one knew
These depths within her eyes
Minerva’s sweet disguise
I say, follow the owl
Her hooded eyes and cowl
The forest is so dark
A fire without spark
She wants to call your soul
She whispers ‘Come be whole!’
She’s perched upon your hand
She urges, ‘Understand!’
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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I keep thinking of Bibo from the original ‘Clash of the Titans’ movie after reading this. Mostly the picture.
LOL, thanks!! 🙂 🙂
Great flow and sound. 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
I agree, great flow!! Nice job, Sis!
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂
Great poem Helen. Owls and wisdom and the use of the word ‘understand’ sets up an amazing depth for me. Your poems often lead me to philosophical questions.
Thanks Michael – this one is meant to be a bit philosophical/mystical. 🙂 🙂
Hey I got it, good old me…lol
🙂
wish chatty owl (a fellow blogger) would read this.
such lovely poem.
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
Totally appropriate to some vibrations I’ve been feeling this year. Thank you for writing.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂