April
A holy man checks his watch and a dogwood opens. Spring pauses at the gate of constancy. Strength and grace alight on wing. Faithfulness a seed, commitment the storms. She gives a soft shoulder, a lush...
View ArticleHummingbird Feeder
A spot of red among the pine-tree green, our feeder for the hummingbirds invites them for a party. I watch them careen and dive for one small taste of nectar. Flights upon their wings...
View ArticleHow!
How the flamingo flaps the wings, How the butterfly flutters them up, How much wonder there is to see, How much imagination there is to imagine, How it would be for me to flap, flutter my wings, My...
View ArticleA Little Gift
A little butterfly lit on my hand. I looked at it as I sat on the sand, saw its translucent wings, a daintiness, and thought, How beautiful, its summer dress. Filed under: Poetry Tagged: Butterfly,...
View ArticleIn the wings – palindrome
Ballet. Now the dancers, costumed, made-up, eyes closed, rehearsing mentally whilst waiting, standing in the wings. Waiting, whilst mentally rehearsing. Closed eyes. Made-up, costumed dancers. Now -...
View ArticleHello, Birds
Well, I’m having fun being back at 20 Lines. The little wingèd creatures come to view and charm me as they clean the grounded seed. Now winter’s gone and everything is new, including those who wear...
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