Thursday, April 23, 2009

Spin me a Wander

Spin me a Wander

I ache and I grace

and I cannot explain

beyond “Spin me a wander path

the color of light—

I will bough, I will Spring, I

will leaf and Fall and

stark rattle my branches,

calling the birds

to come sing in my hair."

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2 comments:

Diane said...

I get that, I think

Ached and graced all day

Took a wander path at sunset
Down a peninsula to a cute café

Returned - Colors of twilight surreal
Was it just this morning that a chickadee landed on my head?

Touched by your words,
Diane

April 24, 2009 at 9:59 PM
Kimberly said...

Thank you for the image of the chickadee on your head! And for the gift of you sharing your own poetry.

How lucky I am to have such readers as you. gratefully, MperiodPress

April 24, 2009 at 10:20 PM

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