A florescence. Make of it what you will. I’m writing a double wedding scene in Dublin cathedral, that’s my excuse.
Release the hummingbirds
and cat-clawed weasel words
orca-striped badger herds—give us peace!
A florescence. Make of it what you will. I’m writing a double wedding scene in Dublin cathedral, that’s my excuse.
Release the hummingbirds
and cat-clawed weasel words
orca-striped badger herds—give us peace!
Saying goodbye to NaPoWriMo with a florescence.
This silent morning bright
with birdsong, quick-winged flight
that ravels up the night in soft bliss.
Spring splashes us with song
from source the season long—
these fledglings all belong on the wing.
A bit early, I know.
Darting on grey blue wings
dipping where blackbird sings
somewhere a harebell rings—spring starting.
Day is grey, full of cloud,
in the cold street a crowd
listens to music loud—fountains play.
In the dark, brush of wings,
an owl a message brings,
sound of your voices springs, shivers skin
They sing across the sky,
I feel them pass, they fly,
no need for wings; I cry still today.
These nights are silent white
with frost and silver light
of moon that shines so bright through dark trees.
A r t w o r k . . . . f r o m . . . . . . . . . H a m b u r g , . . . . . G e r m a n y.
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