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The Girl in the Chair and Her Protégé

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Napowrimo small

She cups a small bird in her hand,
born this year, feathers silken, soft,
she encourages flight, holds it aloft,
so warm, so weak, it trembles.

She wheels her chair along smooth garden ways,
wishes there were more she could do, she prays.
A feather drops, drifts, wafts;
the bird stays in the hayloft.

She keeps the silence of the barn,
leaves the bird in its haven, whereon
the creature stills, mute and calm,
scented hay burns the air as a balm.

The gentle girl returns the next day,
no drama, the bird has flown away.
The girl in the chair and her protégé.

Polly Stretton © 2020

Revised for napowrimo #9

36 thoughts on “The Girl in the Chair and Her Protégé

  1. A quiet, normal life.

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    • How come this lovely comment ended up in the filthy spam? I’ve dusted it off and put it where it should have been all along ~ the very first comment on ‘The Girl In The Chair And Her Protégé’ 🙂 Thanks Seb.

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      • Have a look at the ip address on the comment. because of my work, I have to use a proxy server on my internet access and it does pick some servers in some pretty exotic locations (Korea, Iraq, Nigeria -at the moment, Australia). maybe the WordPress spam filter is a little racist and thinks all contact from some places is spam?

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        • Not to worry, Seb, I managed to retrieve it. If you’re right re the cause, then there won’t be a lot we can do except to remain vigilant … I’m like Sherlock Robinson now! 🙂

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  2. Excellent story and message in this one, Polly! Flows very nicely too. Awesome write!

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  3. sweet… I love the link here to wings and lack of freedom… proves we all can fly

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  4. Oh – how beautiful, this is so quaint.
    Quietude – now that’s a word I’ve not heard in a long while 🙂

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  5. Lovely write, Polly, with layers of meaning. Thank you for sharing!

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  6. Thank you, Becca, glad it is meaningful to you.

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  7. Aw … nice to see you liked ‘The Girl …’ ~ thanks Jane 🙂

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  8. The unusual structure adds so much to this and it’s a charming tale.

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  9. A very gentle sweet poem. You use the downy feather and the entire narrative sort of tone–just telling the story–though it’s more subtle than that–very well. Sorry to sound disjointed. It is very late here. K.

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  10. Ah, you are good at these gentle and thoughtful poems Polly.

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  11. What a beautiful gentle poem Polly.

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  12. A quiet sweetness to this one, Polly. I liked that the sensitive girl and the trembling bird crossed paths.

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  13. I really like this scene.. and particularly the realization that the girl is in a wheelchair, so important that a gentle girl like her who is always help can help another creature…

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  14. Nicely written. I like poems with children or birds. 🙂 Smiles, Robin

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