Pinked — A Dream

“Pinked” — C.Birde, 6/20

Swept overhead,

in upward arch,

trunk and limbs

of dappled light

smooth-stroked

over milky sky.

Each reaching,

forking twig tip

a cascade of blooms

daintily evoking

carnations,

strawberries,

pink campions and

lemonade.

Backward bend

and upward gaze

at unfettered,

all-consuming

view –

an atmosphere

entirely awash

and in the pink;

in sweet dream

of romantic love;

in beauty and

hopeful rosy

youth.

And –

in love,

by love,

through love –

a world recovered

from its

wounds.

— C.Birde, 6/20

Vault — A Poem

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“Vault” — C.Birde, 7/19

 

The centuries-old,

ivy-grown Vault;

that hollowed-out

hallowed

echoing

space –

once tapped,

is not easily

restocked.

Fireworks’ fanfare

and relic celebration

flash and fade.

Laurels, mislaid.

Tear away

the fallow weeds

and briars’ choke;

oil rusted hinges

to keening song.

Reopen

the Vault,

the heart,

the hand;

replace collective

ache with

love.

 

— C.Birde, 7/19

 

Stone, Wood, & Paper — An Image

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“Kenmare Stone Circle” — C.Birde, 6/18

 

At the stone circle’s head,

amongst the strips and slips

and tags of paper

fluttering

in the Hawthorn Tree,

I set my wish —

Words scrawled

on a lined sheet folded,

shaped and creased  —

A paper crane,

with a prayer for Peace

nested at its

heart.

 

— C.Birde, 6/18