Month: April 2021

Wisp — A Poem

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A close-up photo of Spring Beauty wildflowers.
“Spring Beauty” — C.Birde, 4/21

Pale wisp

of breath,

of life,

that I am

Petal-filled

with Spring,

with drifts

of redbud

& cherry,

crabapple

& quince

Pray, do not

restrict me

to such

narrow space

of heart

that I fade

from memory

upon

     exhalation.

— C.Birde, 4/21

Eviction — A Dream

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An altered photo of a small "fairy house" tucked into a nook at the base of a great, old tree.
“Bungalow” — C.Birde, 4/21

Evicted.

Expelled.

Dispossessed

of that old house

on the hill.

Three stories

of tilting timeworn

clapboard

& peeling paint

flaking over tired

green grass.

Seize it. Take it.

And welcome.

It matters not at all.

For in the moonless

night-spangled

dark,

I moved (removed),

like guileless wind,

all small & coveted

prized possessions –

a whole life’s worth

of work & soul

& pulsing wounded

heart –

to the small brown

bungalow nested

oh-so-sweetly

in the valley

below.

— C.Birde, 4/21

Visit — A Dream

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An altered photo of my dear friend.
“L” — C.Birde, 4/21

So grateful

for your visit,

so many months

since your last.

A full year since…

Over a year…

Seeing you at all –

as you were,

as always you will be

in memory –

is Gift enough.

Even if

you don’t speak,

don’t see me,

don’t stay.

Grateful,

all the

same.

— C.Birde, 4/21