“When
the slow greening
calls,”
— arms extended,
she spread
her budding,
blooming
veil –
“what choice
have you
but to
answer?”
— C.Birde, 5/21
The Greening — An Image
Spring
Swoon — A Poem
Lilac perfume
& swoon
of chartreuse,
pollen-ed
air…
A-swim
& stippled in
Spring’s ritual
laving…
Every pore
aware.
— C.Birde, 5/21
In Pink — An Image
“I am,”
she said
with sly smile
& wink,
“quite literally
living in the
(yellow-white-violet)
pink…”
— C.Birde, 4/2
Entrusted — An Image
“Yes,
I know…”
Even as she spoke,
her infinite heart
entrusted its pulse
to all things.
“O, yes,
I’ve missed you,
too.”
— C.Birde, 4/21
Wisp — A Poem
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
Green-Tongued Song — An Image
“Sing with me”,
she trilled,
“our tongues curling
‘round each fleet,
green note;
‘round the tender sound
of each new leaf
unfurling…”
— C.Birde, 4/21
Gift of Spring — A Poem
Spring —
season
of promise and
uncertainty;
that green-frilled,
pink-budding gift,
waiting
to be
o
p
e
n
e
d.
— C.Birde, 4/21
Yellow — An Image
“In yellow,
I rejoice,”
she swept her arms
wide as her
grin,
“You will see me
a’thrill
in each daffodil &
forsythia,
each dandelion &
goldfinch
returning.”
— C.Birde, 4/21
Twilight Song — A Poem
Wash
the trees’
tight buds
in pink blush
of twilight
& whisper
in sweet hyacinth
breath.
Tidal spring,
engulf us all.
Sweep
up our hearts
in a swoon
of petals’
drift.
— C.Birde, 4/21
Daffodil Song — An Image
“I may weep &
lash out
in wind &
thunder,”
she placed
a wreath
of dappled light
upon my brow,
“but
I will always
sing to you again
in hyacinths &
daffodils.”
-- C.Birde, 4/21
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