Duck the arch,
the vined curtain blooming
red
seen
only from the farther side…
Enter softly,
keep
the secret of your approach
in your pocket
lest the idyll vanish wholly
with an eager, errant
footfall.
— C.Birde, 5/24
Duck — A Poem
Small… — A Poem
Small
in a vast world,
& aware of her diminutive size
No bravado here
Alert & wary
Yet ready to trust
when approached with
patience & kindness.
We’ve all been her.
— C.Birde, 5/24
Wolfshead — An Image
Wolf’s head
hung above the door
in welcome or warning?
I could not know before
putting hand to latch
& slowly moving forward.
— C.Birde, 5/25
Companion — A Poem
In May’s unclouded light,
I walked my grief –
short leash heart-tethered
Cool blue breath against
my skin reverberating
with our paired gait’s
catch & swing
Strides synchronized
etched from fragrant air
Each, a pulse of beauty,
a tear shed for my own,
for the world’s suffering
Heart-leash short tethered
wending home again
On my doorstep –
patient, casting shadow
Nowhere to go, I let it in.
— C.Birde, 5/24
Lilac Dream — A Poem
Lilac dream –
each branch’s whole,
flowers within flowers unfolding
as dream within dream
recalled
forgotten
yet entirely dreamed,
perfumed, &
growing.
— C.Birde, 5/24