Developing her own voice
testing her wings,
child no longer.
He understood as a poet does,
metaphorically . . .
you cannot tether a bluebird to your wiles,
no matter how loose the string.
Written in response to Tuesday Poetics at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Linda is hosting and asks us to write a poem inspired by one of six particular paintings by Jacquline Hurlbert. I’ve selected Bluebird’s Journey, with permission of the artist. Find all paintings and information about the artist at jhurlbert.com
lillian the home poet 
Nice, relevant to both the bird, and the girl too
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nice share
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Lovely Lillian! 🙂 We both went for this one! It spoke to me too 💕
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Oh Lillian, this is delightful! I almost picked this one, because I love birds.
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Love the beautiful lesson in life Lillian.
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It looks to me as though she and the bluebird are following the same path. As it should be 🙂
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Wonderful spin on the photo, Lillian.
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Good observation about tethering a bird no matter how loose.
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Really lovely Lillian. A piece that warrants reading over a few times before stepping back.
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Great truth in few words. Well done!
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I almost chose this one. You did a great job using “tethering” to tie the story together.
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My my what simpatico, I got a bluebird in my poem also but I chose another poem
much love…
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Nicely observed–I like how you got wings in your poem, too.
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I love your poem of empowerment. You can’t tether the bluebird nor the girl!
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Cleverly done. A testament to the image.
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Lovely poem – simple and elegant and perfectly paired to picture
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That bird has gotta fly! Perfectly opened!
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I had the same feeling about this painting–freedom, transformation. (K)
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Wonderful interpretation of Jacquline’d art. Well written Lillian.
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