Together — An Image

“Wood” — C.Birde, 7/20

“Together,” she sang,

  “Always together. 

Regardless of where we stand.

  We walk together.

Hearts. Thoughts.

Hands forever at work.

Each act and choice and step

a kiss, a bruise pressed

to this precious skin of land.”

— C.Birde, 7/20

Lydia — A Dream

“Forest Green” — C.Birde, 7/20

Seven months

since last we met.

Five months since…

Since

Yet even in passing glance,

even at distance –

familiar.

Stature & gait;

wave of dark, curled hair;

eclipse of cheek –

familiar.

The shade of dress alone

speaks of difference –

uncharacteristic green

of emeralds,

of deep woods

thickly forested in memory

& being.

A color that suits you,

becomes you.

But…

Away, you stride,

path cleared of obstacles.

Unshackled.

Freed.

And I –

bumped & jostled

by this noisome,

swallowing

crowd –

though I call out,

though frantically,

I wave,

you neither see nor hear;

continue on your

way.

I missed you.

I miss you.

Seven months

since last we met.

Five months since…

Since

— C.Birde, 7/20

Rain — An Image

“Rain” — C.Birde, 7/20

“I am the rain,”

her voice pattered

amongst the leaves,

“slaking & soaking,

praised & cursed.

I am a multitude –

of oceans,

of voices;

raising & eroding.”

She touched my face.

“I accept,”

she hushed,

“your tears.”

— C.Birde, 7/20

Wasp & Window — A Dream

“Confined” — C.Birde, 7/20

Confined.

Trapped

within the porch,

the wasp batters

itself against watery

glass seeking

nonexistent

exit.

Black,

self-waisted body;

six maroon appendages

waving.

Uselessly,

furiously,

determinedly seeking

what cannot

be found.

The wasp batters

itself against watery

glass.

The wasp batters

itself.

The wasp batters.

Batters.

B

a

t

t

e

r

s.

— C.Birde, 7/20

Dance — A Dream

“Dance” — C.Birde, 7/20

We danced.

O, how we danced…

Our bodies lightly pressed

& touching at wrists,

forearms,

elbows,

hips.

We danced

through a room cluttered,

crowded with tables & chairs;

with people

disinterested,

distracted,

curious.

We danced.

His lead so assured,

so easy to follow

that my step

never

f a l t e r e d.

— C.Birde, 7/20

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