This poem features another robin, again photographed in Morchard Bishop in 2025 (see previous poem ‘Imbolc, Candlemas’)
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A robin sang
from the branches of a winter tree
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His belly was as bright as the day
his breast red as the sunset
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Gracing my winter spirit
with tones of happiness.
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‘The Robin’ comes from the collection of poems Joy of Creation which is available for purchase as a book via my poetry store here.
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