“Wait…”
She took my hand.
“Bide with me,
until understanding
grows.”
Silently,
the flowers bloomed
and held
their perfumed
breath.
— C.Birde, 5/20
Bide… — An Image
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Tag Archives: Nature
Scorpion-Free — a Poem
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
Tumble — An Image
“Bridal Wreath Spirea” — C.Birde, 5/20
“Tumble…”
She spoke in
a hundred voices,
a thousand voices;
in one.
“Fall
into the wreath
of my arms
&
remember.
Remember
l o v e.”
— C.Birde, 5/20
Stitched & Strewn — A Poem
“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
“Strewn” — C.Birde, 5/20
Witness — An Image
“Blue-Eyed Grass” — C.Birde, 5/20
An offering
of self
in blue-eyed
stare –
wholly
h o l y.
A world
all its
own.
Nothing more,
nothing
l
e
s
s.
— C.Birde, 5/20
“Blue-Eyed Grass (detail)” — C.Birde, 5/20
Full Immersion — A Poem
“”Immersion” — C.Birde, 5/20
Walk with me
Our faces tilted
up and beaming
catching light &
Truth
free of the dawn
of personal desire
Flash of Oriel’s
tangerine breast
Red-winged
blackbird’s trill falls
from the dead tree’s
totem
Grasses sigh and,
blue-eyed,
stare
Walk with me,
two yards between,
our footsteps
praising earth
water
air
Frame of reference —
Truth cares not
Precludes
Includes
Remains.
— C.Birde, 5/20
“Blue-Eyed Grass” — C.Birde, 5/20
Antique — An Image
“Cherry” — C.Birde, 5/20
She wore
a dress
of antique
pink
&
sang
to the fragrant,
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
rain.
— C.Birde, 5/20
