Just One Last Poem!

Bird Tea Cards

(Don’t worry. I have finished my poetry unit! I’m doing short fiction now!)

Here is my final poem – made from an earlier poem I revised. It’s about daydreaming and taking walks in the bushy park near my house during these strange days. And about how nature and creatures can anchor and restore us … especially if we are trying to create a whole new life for ourselves.

I am all about this theme at the moment.

Don’t you find that walks are the very best thing for troubled times?


Second nature


Cool darkness

seeps into

that green-trimmed cloak


shot through

with fins and frog legs

like a trick


they arc rippling goodbyes

and then

they go


Bird brothers

tilt and bow

tuxedoed clique


then shake

damp feathers

into whiskery knives


that cut into

the mirrored

shadow   sky


to linger

too long under

far below



tumbles of blooms

marble the light


As dew drops

lace the death caps



those pearly presents


an artful trap


buds spill

their nectar

sharing sacred truths


sweet leaves

reach out

envelop    soothe    enwrap


then stitch themselves


the life beneath


the velvet moths

the patchwork



The precious ones

draw in the

forest breath


their restless


concealed    revealed    surprised.


  1. i remeber those bird cards! well…i remember having them, but i dont remember where they came from….what were they?

  2. I love this
    I will search out where you did a poetry unit as I find listening to people read poems so heart settling. As for being in nature, it is beautiful and always grounding and aids any necessary recovery

  3. Beautiful. Thanks for sharing
    Yes a walk is my go to in troubled (or not) times.
    Cheers kate

  4. Lovely poem!
    Are those bird playing cards or stamps or coasters? I want them!

  5. I love it! I liked the first version, but I like this one even more. Thank you for sharing your work with us!

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