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27 November 2005 @ 05:38 pm
Borrowed from Jase...  
MAGPIE: You are one happy bird, a mischeivous
flutterbright. You may be annoying at times,
but you're very attracti- ooh, shiny!
T.P. Cameron Wilson
c. World War I

The magpies in Picardy
Are more than I can tell.
They flicker down the dusty roads
And cast a magic spell
On the men who march through Picardy,
Through Picardy to hell.

(The blackbird flies with panic,
The swallow goes with light,
The finches move like ladies,
the owl floats by at night;
But the great and flashing magpie
He flies as artists might.)

A magpie in Picardy
Told me secret things--
Of the music in white feathers,
And the sunlight that sings
And dances in deep shadows--
He told me with his wings.

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A.M.ultimategirl on November 28th, 2005 01:37 am (UTC)
CARDINAL: Some might call you proud, some might
call you shy, some wouldn't notice you at all
but that's all right by you. You're reserved,
and content to be an enigma to all but your
very closest friends.
The Cardinal Bird
William Davis Gallagher
Date unknown

A day and then a week passed by:
The redbird hanging from the sill
Sang not; and all were wondering why
It was so still--
When one bright morning, loud and clear,
Its whistle smote my drowsy ear,
Ten times repeated, till the sound
Filled every echoing niche around;
And all things earliest loved by me,--
The bird, the brook, the flower, the tree,--
Came back again, as thus I heard
The cardinal bird.

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Jaseslavetopassion on November 28th, 2005 01:50 am (UTC)
thats what I got!!
Mark: ai-loveboywondermark on December 8th, 2005 04:08 pm (UTC)
You and Jase! Two of my favorite peeps got Cardinal! :)
Jase: Heartslavetopassion on November 28th, 2005 01:52 am (UTC)
You are MY mischeivous flutterbright!

Mark: Jase Fun with Sunshine!boywondermark on November 28th, 2005 02:03 am (UTC)
Aurélienorey on November 28th, 2005 05:07 am (UTC)
OMG Picardy wtf were you doing home w/o me there ? ;)
Markboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 02:30 pm (UTC)
Is Picardy your home, Orey?! :)
Aurélienorey on November 28th, 2005 04:37 pm (UTC)
yup yup very odd post. ;)
Mark: Pan Fairiesboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 05:39 pm (UTC)
So...are there alot of Magpies there?!
Aurélienorey on November 28th, 2005 05:44 pm (UTC)
if you're talking about the bird kind not really. Human counterparts sure but not that different from anywhere else. But I guess in the trenches of WWI things were different.
Mark: guy chokerboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 07:02 pm (UTC)
LOL! I don't remember back THAT far! ;)
Aurélienorey on November 28th, 2005 07:03 pm (UTC)
And you claim being old.....ridiculous
Mark: Calvin Hobbes Hugboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 07:10 pm (UTC)
LOL! ~hug~
lomelinde_sama on November 28th, 2005 07:48 am (UTC)
Gee, and I was a magpie too ! No wonder we're both attracted by Shyny Things !
Mark: ai-loveboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 02:34 pm (UTC)
It seems we have quite a few things in common!
Jennifershenya on November 28th, 2005 06:18 pm (UTC)
(The hawk is cruel and rigid,
He watches from a height;
The rook is slow and somber,
The robin loves to fight;
But the great and flashing magpie,
He flies in lovers might.)

He told me that in Picardy,
An age ago or more,
When all his fathers still were eggs,
These dusty highways bore
Brown, singing soldier marching out
Through Picardy to war.

He said that through the chaos
Works on an ancient plan,
And two things have altered not
Since first the world began -
The beauty of the wild green earth
And the bravery of man.

<For the sparrow flies unthinking And quarrels in his flight. The heron trails his legs behind, The lark goes out of sight; But the great and flashing magpie He flies as poets might.) -T.P.Cameron Wilson A poem that I loved as a teenager. Unfortunately I don't have it entirely memorised anymore, haven't kept in practice :P
Mark: guy leatherboyboywondermark on November 28th, 2005 07:01 pm (UTC)
Very cool, Shenya! THANKS! :D
Jennifershenya on November 29th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC)
You're welcome :). I couldn't resist after seeing the first half *grin*
Jennifershenya on November 28th, 2005 06:31 pm (UTC)
oh. And my one....

OWL: Some may think you're sad or grim, because you
shun their company. Truthfully, you are quite
content to play among the products of your
fertile imagination.
Edward Thomas

Downhill I came, hungry, and yet not starved;
Cold, yet had heat within me that was proof
Against the North wind; tired, yet so that rest
Had seemed the sweetest thing under a roof.

Then at the inn I had food, fire, and rest,
Knowing how hungry, cold, and tired was I.
All of the night was quite barred out except
An owl's cry, a most melancholy cry.

Shaken out long and clear upon the hill,
No merry note, nor cause of merriment,
But one telling me plain what I escaped
And others could not, that night, as in I went.

And salted was my food, and my repose,
Salted and sobered, too, by the bird's voice
Speaking for all who lay under the stars,
Soldiers and poor, unable to rejoice.

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Markboywondermark on November 29th, 2005 02:19 pm (UTC)
Very good, Shenya! I LOVE owls!