
To Love a Rabbit
Rabbit, my Rabbit,
we each are one.
You and I from that
first time drawn.
You needed an expanse of sea.
I needed to see the moon, but
we’re surrounded by
ourselves, and invisible
to time. We need no
in-between. No dance.
We eat strawberries on drawing paper.
We grow flowers for their scent.
Your footsteps are pressed
in a field of snow, and I’ll follow
them until their snowy draw
melts back into the earth.
written for Kim’s dVerse Poets prompt. Note: my husband and I were both born in the Year of the Rabbit. Perhaps not the most courageous or bold sign, but we are cosy, easy and content. © Misky 2021
31 responses to “dVerse Animals”
Nice work, Misk, I shared this w/ My Beloved Sandra:
“You needed an expanse of sea.
I needed to see the moon, but….”
and I EMphasized the “but” when I read it because she’s definitely a sea-girl and I’m, um, far more moonishly oriented.
Love. Ain’t it grand?
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Yes, it is, Ron. It’s the best. 😁
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You have my heart with this one, Misky! I especially love; “We eat strawberries on drawing paper. We grow flowers for their scent.”💝💝
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Thanks so much!
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so lovely, Misky
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Thanks!
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The ending is so breathtakingly romantic!! Loved this original poem! 💕
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Thanks!
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This is fine!
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Thanks, b.
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I love the image you chose to go with your poem. The last stanza, following the winter “snowy draw” until it melts with the season is so beautiful. Two bunnies snug with each other, what could be better ❤
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Thank you so much.
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You’re most welcome, Misky.
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How lovely that you were both born in the year of the rabbit; David and I are both monkeys! But who could not love a rabbit? These lines are stunning, Marilyn:
‘Your footsteps are pressed
in a field of snow, and I’ll follow
them until their snowy draw
melts back into the earth.’
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My youngest son is a monkey. And by gosh, he sure is!
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Strangely enough, my daughter is too!
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Lovely! My little monkey is a teacher in Colombia. My eldest is a tiger; he’s an admiral in the navy. Oddly enough, it fits.
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Misky – there’s something about the snow in particular that I associate with rabbits – I don’t know why… but your use of ‘snow’ was the icing on a beautiful poem for me.
❤
David
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Thank you, David. The snow: We disappear into the background. It’s like an elderly person’s white hair; we become invisible.
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Oh – that is so insightful, Misky. I love it. Thank you.
❤
David
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Yes, I’m full of useless stuff like that. It’s that moon element in me, I reckon. 🤣
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This made me think of the animated version of Watership Down, at the end when the black and white rabbits rise into the sky. I love that film! Such delightful images of love conjured by your poem.
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Thanks, Ingrid.
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So pretty. I wanted to melt into it.
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Delightfully soft and comforting!
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I really love this, the moon and the sea also show that opposites do attract…
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Indeed they do.
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Just beautiful Misky. Very delicate and evocative — both your wonderful poem and the captivating art. Thank you for this excellent moment in my afternoon.
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Thank you for your very kind comment.
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reminds me of watership down. wonderful stuff.
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Thank you!
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