Blush
of pink,
palely reflected
in down-turned
petals,
conceals this
persistent
awkwardness
of being.
— C.Birde, 5/23
Reflection — A Poem
Farewell — A Poem
Farewell
to green-fringed
sheltering limbs…
The hole hewn
from the gray sky,
where you stood
a hundred years,
cannot contain
your absence.
— C.Birde, 5/23
Falls — A Poem
Falls,
fallen,
falling down
d
o
w
n
into the depths
of self.
— C.Birde, 4/23
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
Last Day of February — A Poem
February
snowfall
f
a
l
l
falling down
d
o
w
n
down white
molt
of Winter’s
wings.
— C.Birde, 2/23
Wishing — A Poem
Would that the deep
green moss grew
ever underfoot
to soften the fall
of each wayward
step.
— C.Birde, 2/23
Heartfound — A Poem
I scatter seed
small birds gather
pieces of my heart.
— C.Birde, 2/23
Little Hawk — A Poem
Heard
before seen,
that bird of prey
small Hawk perched
atop bare maple
Seen
before felt,
the lift & dive,
wings stretched wide
in flight
Felt
before known —
Ribs’ cage, opened
Muscled heart, unlocked
Patience,
perspective,
awareness invited
in.
— C.Birde, 2/23