Boom — An Image

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“Azalea, Boom” — c.Birde, 5/18

 

Fuchsia boom of

azalea bloom —

explosion of

day-glo colors,

tattered

by wind and

pelting rain,

petals bruised

and gone

in a day.

— C.Birde, 5/18

 

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Falling Above — A Poem

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“Above” — C.Birde, 5/18

 

Overhead,

above –

an earthward

tumble

of song and

smoke,

d

o

w

n

through budding

trees.

Two small birds,

a palm’s worth

each…

Beating wings.

Knitted,

knotted feet.

Rivals –

singing,

calling,

 falling

d

o

w

n.

For one fleet

moment,

I might

be crowned,

adorned in

feathered,

kinetic

strife.

 

— C.Birde, 5/18

 

Returned — A Poem

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“Window” — C.Birde, 5/18

 

Like a young

creek –

bouncing & jaunty,

erratic;

Like morning

light –

spangled & bright,

yet vaporous;

His song

accompanies dawn,

trips through the air,

&   g l i d e s   through

the second-story

window

to announce

his arrival…

Spring is absolute

now

Catbird is

returned.

 

 

— C.Birde, 5/18

 

Forest in Hand — A Poem

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“Forest” — C.Birde, 4/18

 

Back bowed

to warming sun;

knees pressed

to earth –

withdraw each

tender seedling

from crisp,

sweet

leaf litter;

tug at that

connection,

at each pale,

elongated

stem and root

until –

unwilling –

the fibers

release.

Each pliant,

wrinkled leaf

a world

of innate

potential.

One hundred.

Two hundred.

Three…

To right,

moving headfirst

down the

parent tree,

Nuthatch watches,

mutters,

while Chickadee,

to left,

muses over

nest sites.

Rise,

forest in hand.

Determined

proliferation

of life

gathered,

in a small,

bouquet

of youngling

green.

 

 

— C.Birde, 4/18