Woodland — An Image

An artfully altered photo of a spring woodland with a foreground of creeping phlox.
“Creeping Phlox” — C.Birde, 5/22

“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

Beauty — An Image

An artfully augmented photo of a woodland path, the foreground sprinkled with Spring Beauty wildflowers.
“Spring Beauties” — C.Birde, 5/22

“May your path

be strewn

with beauty – ”

she gestured,

& flowers bloomed.

“May you recognize it

as so.”

 

— C.Birde, 5/22

 

 

 

 

 

Immersion — A Poem

An artfully altered photo of hedges, trees, grass, and sky.
“Immersion” — C.Birde, 5/22

Youth’s coverlet of red

spread over green grass

sprigged with violets

Scarf of owls concealing

eyes closed against

the sun…

Inhaling

Blue Jay’s declarations

& Cardinal’s belling call

White-throated sparrow’s

soft query

& House Sparrows’

collective colloquy

Catching

Chipmunk’s mild distress

scratched & scuffled

against the downspout’s

hollow

While,

the Wind prowls overhead

like an enormous cat,

weaves in & out & through

spruce’s bristled limbs

& maples’ fern-laced leaves

& reaches  d

                     o

                       w

                          n  to pluck

the tassled, blue-gray scarf

of sheltering owls with wings

o u t s p r e a d.

 

— C.Birde, 5/22

 

Cherry Tree — An Image

An artfully altered photo of an old cherry tree, its limbs laden with blushing blossoms.
“Cherry Tree in Bloom” — C.Birde, 4/22

“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

Sunshine — A Poem

An artfully altered photo of a dandelion.
“Sunshine Dandelion” — C.Birde, 4/22

          Sunshine –

heatless word fed to

the Changeling to convey

complexity of feeling,

to sidestep

fine hairline breaks,

over Time’s span,

accumulating…

In a moment’s blaze,

the maze of eggshells

so long

& carefully cultivated,

crushed to powder

underfoot…

Each from the other

propelled in orbits

unanticipated beyond

a moniker’s bright veil

toward ashes

of that hopeful word’s

well-intentioned light

now drained of warmth,

darkly eclipsed,

extinguished,

          lost.

— C.Birde, 4/22

Earth — An Image

A photo of an elevated swell of hill, seen from below through a veil of trees.
“Tourne Landscape” — C.Birde, 4/22

I hear your whisper,

answer your call,

sing chorus

to your melody.

There is no

separateness.

You & I

are We.

— C.Birde, 4/22

Sage — An Image

An artfully altered photo of grand, old oak trees, not yet leafed out.
“The Sisters” — C.Birde, 4/22

“We are tied,

you & I,

“inextricably intertwined,”

her words pulsed

with Time’s unfolding,

“Your actions writ

upon my canvas.

Be wise.

Be kind.”

— C.Birde, 4/22

Restless — A Poem

An artfully altered image, as if formed in a kaleidoscope.
“Restless” — C.Birde, 4/22

Head full of noise

& unrelenting image

Kaleidoscopic colors

shift, alter

Scarlet, eggplant, umber

interrupted

Bright flashes of noise,

(pop of old house bones)…

Wind caught in trees

trapped, released

to whoosh free ‘round

blunt corners

Coyotes’ not-so-distant,

mournful song

Something else,

something other

(unidentifiable)

calls…

Sleep arrives at last…

then dreamsdreamsdreams

in concussive,

     hectic

           tumble.

— C.Birde, 4/22

Sea Prayer Song — A Poem

An artfully altered photo of a sandy bluff that falls away to the sea below.
“Atlantic (Truro)” — C.Birde, 4/22

I take my heart

to the sea

for safekeeping;

with blessings,

the pines’ sighs

pleat the air;

& the chickadees

bind us All

in song.

— C.Birde, 4/22

An artfully altered photo of a sandy path, between slim, young, pale-trunked oaks and dark evergreens.
“Sea Path (Truro)” — C.Birde, 4/22

The Month of Mars — A Poem

An artfully altered photo looking up the trunk of an old, bare-leafed oak tree, its torso stroked with shadow.
“Oak, March” — C.Birde, 3/22

O, March —

mercurial & a-brim with bluster

Encompassing

emotions’ scope, depth, & wide,

sweeping swings

Animate

Empathic

Passionate & weeping aloud

the world’s griefs,

shouting its humble victories

Accept me –

nearly as buoyant,

at turns razor-edged &

tearful in my seclusion;

your mortal expression,

your devotee.

I am yours.

— C.Birde, 3/22