deep purple sky
counting the stars
and my blessings
~
if you must
outshine me, Venus,
be the silver pin
that keeps in place
this swatch of indigo
~
winter wind…
the dead heads of rhododendrons
come to life
~
turning
the day around —
treecreeper *
~
my mother’s birthday…
we think of the kingfisher
that has graced this stream
~
blue tits
on the bare willow,
dabs of summer sky…
she steps back from the moment,
writes her name in the east
~
he puts his hand
in the fox’s footprint…
a smile
spreads
across his face
~
awake before you
I watch the light
come into your face…
with buds at her fingertips
spring stirs the naked trees
~
* http://www.rspb.org.uk/wildlife/birdguide/name/t/treecreeper/index.aspx
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claire and amy, all fine stuff here and “if you must” is exceptional! matt
Thanks so much for stopping by, Matt. I’m delighted to know that you have enjoyed our words. Three weeks in, it’s a challenge, but we are enjoying watching the year -and our words-unfold.
Claire