Sunday, April 29, 2012

Colorado in January

crooked little birdhouse
     fabric and yarn 
color pop purple  
gray-wet sky

I like to imagine
    dinnertime birdies
    bare bodies    crowded nest
skinny twig necks
    receive Mama’s dangling worms

feathered family    woven walls
    fiber art home
stitched by human hands

A big thank you to Annie Maier for guiding me in writing my first real poem!

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