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Red Collared Guest

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This red collared emerald green jewel with cellophane wings whirred like a ceiling fan with 1260 heartbeats per minute untiring in a bobbing flutter, up, down, back and forth in the light spring breeze perfumed in lilac. With a magical grace hovered suspended in time at the feeder, its long tongue thirst for sun kissed sugared water thirteen licks per second.

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Inside February

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In a staring gaze outside of the studio window this mesmerized muse become one with the elements of nature. A gray chunky squirrel shimmies up the curved rod iron pole where the bird feeder is hung to fill his hungry jowls, before scurrying back into the hollowed out tunnel of the old catalpa tree. In a swift red blaze the cardinals’ swoop down darting in and out like flashing beacon lights against the winter white sky. A puffy pair of mourning doves roost nestled close together in the middle of the evergreen. Heavy wet snowfall weighs down the leafless branches of the cherry tree, while little chickadees, nuthatches, and swamp sparrows fly wildly free like dragonflies and fireflies in the summer time.  A hairy red-capped woodpecker diligently drills away at the chipped brown window frame, the draft from the old window is bone shivering, my hands cup warmly around a coffee mug inscribed, Grandmothers are just “antique” little girls! Her little pink swing swirls round and round empty in the hallooing wind.

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Threads of gray

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Summer is quickly leaping to fall no garden harvest not one potted plant placed outside the front door only tangled weeds, like the thick twisted knot in my belly growing tighter and tighter weaving in and out my spine, as my mind weaves weary through threads of gray. Hands continue to shake at humming bird speed no pen to paper only keyboard.

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The Pink Fairy

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Sitting on the edge of the murky canal my dark reflection mirrored back at me.
A Fairy Angel from heaven circle around me,
shining pure her paper-thin wings beam into prayer in spiritual meditation.

A healing beauty of faith and trust kneads the pinkish purple scares mapped upon my chest,
her pink souls soft touch
shower down a sprinkling swirl of holy water.

Open arms reach out to the sunburst of rippled warm air,
shooting stars rain down
a rhapsody of healing praise.

***I watched her fly around me with sense of a blessing, a sign, as I’m a 4yr. breast cancer survivor and October is breast cancer awareness month. Serendipity at it’s finest!!

Inspired by Liz Lamoreux: More Poeming it Out

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late afternoon shadow

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Out into the sleeve of the falling sun into the soft tendons of the wind
I become one with earth with air suspended in time
as thoughts float through the crunchy curls of leaves broiled rusty and brown
piled under the pillars of long shadows painted in the golden glow of late afternoon sun.

Open warm heart my mind clear the day moves on
into night my feet much lighter
this breath under the gentle sky is what heals.

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