“Moonlight” — C.Birde, 3/19
Spilling moonlight
from her pockets
— like pebbles
&
petals
&
peace —
she lays
a silvered path
for all
to follow…
And yet
we
h
e
s
i
t
a
t
e
.
.
.
— C.Birde, 3/19
Moonlight — An Image
Nightjars & Damselflies
The writing and photography of Carrie Birde
Nightjars & Damselflies 
paths start in the pockets, go through blooming garden and rest in the peaceful mind. Can’t we not follow?
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We must turn inward and investigate why we are so reluctant… 🙂
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green grass under poet’s feet, that poet who as usual wore blue, velvet coat, could think : I’m probably too soft, too fragile and too skeptical for this, then when I’m growing … doing that sometime reluctant with trace of shame
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