Monday, May 15, 2023

Poesy pauses on pursed lips,
poised to open its pink bits 
with one final silent push,
all breath and soft petals,
its pronouncement more word-bloom 
unfolding its empathy
than some predatory pounce 
by the hungry young puss-puss 
currently crouched and peering 
up at the perched birds who peck
at seed piles, small plant-pouches
waiting for their beginnings.

 

love notes
a ritual to start the work week

Christopher Shepard