Blue Angel: forgiveness is freedom

Blue Angel

A hurried back porch morning.
Thrift store bowls sound clinking calls.
Rescue strays greet their meal ticket with circle-eight purrs
around her feet
and get down to the business of a ritual feed.

Her eyes cast up.

Bright blue innocence contrasts a stark winter sky.
A blue angel bobbles high on a breeze.
Let loose, perhaps, by the child of an early morning shopper
in the Kroger lot down the street.

Caught in a downdraft the blue angel dips to the neighboring yard.
The woman smiles a goodbye
and turns to go inside.

She later returns to gather empty bowls.
Bright blue innocence contrasts slumbering branches of the fig tree
in the corner of her yard.

Impossibly deep.

Kodak clicks document the angel’s plight.
Metaphor flashes of figs uneaten, branches unpruned,
dead limb alongside living.
Clicking. Clicking.
Exhaustive angles flicker freedom, flights of fancy,
Gifting. Gifting.

She cannot bear a slow latex death through hurried days.
Camera down.
Ladder in hand.
She returns, she thinks, to free it from its prison.
But a turn from the garage by stands innocence
open-winged lift out.
Not cage but cradle.

Forgiveness is freedom.

Bernadette Rose Smith

Blue Angel Horizon

Inspiration is unpredictable.

That’s what makes it so magical. When it strikes it has that first time freshness – like falling in love – that defies the dull, deadening impulses of the mundane. We might yearn for inspiration. Even create an environment that encourages it. But, in the end, inspiration will not be bought nor controlled. That we might take delight.

The blue angel photos have been sitting in my archives since the visitation – two winters ago – waiting for the right moment and medium in which to be shared.

Mused Community December Creativity Challenge PosterProdding for this prose arrived with the Creativity Challenge topic, “What is your gift to the world?” presented by Mused, a community page on Facebook that inspires me.
Click here to visit Mused and get ready to be inspired!

What do muses do when the world does not attend their gifts? If you enjoyed this post you might like my post, Not Attending.


Gotta love the wild, unpredictable nature of muses when creativity calls. Have YOU answered to any lately? Or are you feeling the stirrings – hearing the whispers – of something new around the corner? Then SHARE IT … even it it is still in the messy phase!





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2 thoughts on “Blue Angel: forgiveness is freedom

  • December 12, 2012 at 5:59 pm

    “inspiration will not be bought nor controlled. That we might take delight.” I love this message!

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