Unison — A Poem

“Path” — C.Birde, 6/20

Trees bend their crowns, assembling.

Flicker drums and summons thunder.

Ferns fold themselves to rain and

Oriel soars by on wings of fire.

Swallow whole the arc and heave and glide,

heart spread wide, unbolted.

Separation tumbles, falters.

Gather up each worn stone, fallen

to mark that untamed, sacred place,

 where truth emerged without, within

in full-throated unison

that all are one is all

are one

is all.

 

 

— C.Birde, 6/10

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

Slideshow — A Dream

“Slideshow” — C.Birde, 6/20

White cards,

full of breath

& space;

each,

a photo –

pristine,

immaculate –

of a snake.

Black racer.

Smooth Green.

Eastern garter.

Scaled, sleek.

Ectothermic.

Striped or

ringed;

patterned or

plain.

Rat.

Rattle.

Corn.

A slideshow

of snakes,

one after

another.

Reviled or

revered.

Poisonous

& not.

Earth.

Water.

Pine.

Coiled &

sinuous.

Undulating.

Sidewinding.

Concertina.

Rectilinear.

King.

Queen.

Copper.

Transition.

Intuition.

The deep

unconcious.

The slideshow

continues.

Snake after

snake after

snake.

— C.Birde, 6/20

From That Separating Space — A Poem

“Edges” — C.Birde, 6/20

Stir darkness,

scatter light.

From shadows’

flutter and flux,

pluck the edges’

patterns,

those separating

places between

extremes,

gray and

overlooked.

At long last,

margins unearthed,

laid bare, and

connected.

From that space,

call my name.

From that space,

we will sing

an expectant

song…

— C.Birde, 6/20

Scorpion-Free — a Poem

“Empty” — C.Birde, 5/20

White-footed

meets

white foot

in size seven

garden shoe.

Furred meets

furless.

Warmth to

trembling,

whiskered

warmth.

Sustained,

untrained

diaphragmatic

E” .

Instinctive —

achievement

of breath.

No scorpions

here.

All the same,

shake out

your boots.

— C.Birde, 5/20

Stitched & Strewn — A Poem

Gift

“Through the Reservoir Wood” — C.Birde, 5/20

 

These lush

green days

damp and cool

and stitched

with bird song

strewn like gifts

unwrapped

petals scattered

everywhere

white

chartreuse

careless pink

one thing

to do —

Thank you

thank you.

 

 

— C.Birde, 5/20

 

Cherry blossom path nature

“Strewn” — C.Birde, 5/20