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:

  1. DianeApril 24, 2009 at 9:59 PM

    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

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  2. KimberlyApril 24, 2009 at 10:20 PM

    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

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