Blush
of pink,
palely reflected
in down-turned
petals,
conceals this
persistent
awkwardness
of being.
— C.Birde, 5/23
Reflection — A Poem
Spring
Chains — A Poem
Chains…
of Andromeda,
broken
into bloom.
— C.Birde, 3/23
Revelation — A Poem
After winter’s long
monochrome,
this cup of winged
spring light —
a revelation.
— C.Birde, 3/23
Focus — A Poem
Crocus…
Pulls focus
toward the slow-
opening gift
that is Spring.
— C.Birde, 3/23
Woodland — An Image
“Remember
when we walked
arm-in-arm
through
the blue-green
wood?
You said
you would
return…”
Leaves rustling,
flowers blooming,
she paused.
“I’m waiting…”
— C.Birde, 5/22
Cherry Tree — An Image
“I arrive
in a flurry of petals,”
her voice sailed,
sweetly scented,
“White, pink, yellow…
given to you
on April’s
tossing breeze.”
— C.Birde, 4/22
Will — An Image
“I will rain,
&
I will reign.”
Her voice
called storms
& stroked
stone.
“As
I
will.”
— C.Birde, 6/21
Wrenish — A Poem
— C.Birde, 6/21
Poise — An Image
“Green lace
& green velvet
are
timeless…”
she mused,
wearing both
to spellbinding
effect.
— C.Birde, 5/21
Bliss — A Poem
To sit outdoors
in cool spring
air
wearing a shawl
of sunlight
& accomplishing
no more
than the disport
of small friends
unseen
in a season’s span,
in their garments
fresh & shining –
bliss.
— C.Birde, 5/21
Nightjars & Damselflies 