Today I’m delighted to host a poem by Patricia M. Osborne, from her new collection, Spirit Mother, published by Hedgehog Press.


Feathered creatures nudge
and prod to be first in the queue
as God opens his paintbox.

He brushes the birds, 
one by one, 
in vibrant colours.

Transformed, they take flight,
boasting violet blues,
golden yellows
and burnished reds.

Hanging back, a small bird,
too shy to move forward,
stands alone in front of God

who shakes his head as he points
to the empty paint pots.

Lucerna lowers her beak
but God tilts the bird’s chin –

Fear not, little one,
I gift you a perfect voice.

Orange haze descends the sky
as moonlight climbs.  

God prompts the small creature to sing.

The nightingale opens her bill–
whistles a magical crescendo. 

About Patricia M Osborne

Patricia M Osborne is married with grown-up children and grandchildren. In 2019 she graduated with an MA in Creative Writing. She is a published novelist, poet and short fiction writer with five poetry pamphlets published by The Hedgehog Poetry Press, and numerous poems and short stories appearing in various literary magazines and anthologies. Her debut poetry pamphlet, Taxus Baccata, was nominated for the Michael Marks Pamphlet Award.

Patricia has a successful blog at featuring other writers. When Patricia isn’t working on her own writing, she enjoys sharing her knowledge, acting as a mentor to fellow writers.

Signed copies of her latest publication, Spirit Mother: Experience the Myth, can be purchased from her website shop at a reduced price. (scroll down)

Nightingale pic: Bernard Dupont 2016. Licensed under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic 


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