Summer Fiction — A Poem

Sun Dial

“Sun Dial” — C.Birde, 7/18

 

Promises –

measured in fireflies,

rising mercury,

night’s contraction;

Illusion –

heartfelt,

collective,

persistent;

There will be more

time.

Causal & corollary,

the tasks increase –

with each coveted inch

of light,

each slow-tracking bead

of sweat.

Mirage.

Fever dream.

Summer fiction.

 

— C.Birde, 7/18

 

 

Finale — A Poem

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“Helianthus” — C.Birde, 8/17

 

Born

on the heels of

thunder,

when,

the evening prior,

the night sky

bloomed

with asters and

fiery

chrysanthemums.

A blaze of moments.

The season fades.

The psychic end

of summer.

 

— C.Birde, 9/6/17

Ruby-throat — A Poem

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“Salvia” — C.Birde, 8/17

 

 

 

The space,

so recently occupied,

still vibrates —

a scrap of atmosphere

stirred to warmth

by wings and pulse

beating too swift

to measure.

Stare —

cheek flush to heated air

where she speedily

unstitched the seams

of passing breeze

and slipped away,

like summer.

 

 

 

— C.Birde, 8/30/17