Category: Birds
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The Congress of Birds
(any allusions to Attar’s The Conference of Birds are subconscious and probably intentional) Birds fuss at the sun squirrels, the neighbor’s cat a snake and other birds They call back and forth in bushes and trees from fence and power lines Some may even bully honk get out of my way I’m coming through There…
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The Crow Called…..Awe, Awe, Awe
“for my friend, Drew” in defiance, tall trees clapped and shook their fists argued all night at a cool blustery spring wind sleepless birds wisely stayed silent you got up composed a poem on the porch while standing in the dark eventually, you went back to bed waited for dawn when Carolina wrens sang in…
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haiku from my evening walk
walking by the pond lone bull frog croaks he’s horny I say TMI 5-3-20
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sunrise haiku
long shadow morninghidden only from your eyesbirds sing for the sun 5-3-20
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American tanka
ginger mockingbird blusters he controls bird seed bickers with blue jays backyard pandemic squawker calico cat will bring change 4-27-20
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Tales of an urban forest
Low hoot echos in trees night hunter warns the forest it is awake silent glide, talon snatch, tearing flesh A raccoon will eat a neighbor’s chickens, kill a cat or dig through your trash. Squirrels swirl and chase disappear when moonlight comes; fear the owl, the possum, the silence of a snake that slithers in…
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In the quiet
In the quiet, before the birds sing before she moves from her curved space in our bed Before cars come alive before the guy who talks to a voice in his ear buds walks by I fortify myself with coffee attempt to assume a prayerful attitude and count my blessings Before the dog one block…
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walk in the woods on a sunny morning
what is this science this magic that breaks rocks for food pulls water into thin air gathers light from sky hides a beetle from a bird that leaps from a branch soars towards the sun 4-15-20
My husband's poetry 