Because I do not write, tulips fill
with rain. I lose track of the moon.
The air is damp and heavy with spring.
Cloud-white parakeet gently cleansthe face of her blue mate. Overnight
cottonwoods leaf out and this morning
pale blossoms grace the ash trees.
This orchid stubbornly continuesto bloom. On Friday, that unlucky
thirteenth, my fifty-seventh birthday
falls. The black cat crosses and re-
crosses my narrowing path.
Snapshot 11 May 02005
5 responses to “Snapshot 11 May 02005”
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May a million stubborn orchids light your Friday
May a river of dark chocolate flow outside your door
And, may you bask in the warm glow of all those of us who love your work. -
Beautiful, both picture & poem.
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What a gorgeous orchid! I love that photo! Happy Belated Birthday, Wordy Woman!
May you always be moved to wrangle those words, which effortlessly move us. You have such power. You don’t need no stinkin’ muscles. Your heart mass outweighs all the rest. -
Belated happy birthday and warm wishes
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Lovely words and picture and a belated happy birthday, sorry I missed it 🙁
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