Saturday, February 26, 2011

day 47 ~ spring fever




for the scraps piecemealed together
into one cozily woven nest
women and birds flock

a maze instinctually traversed

a bosom extended toward center

for winged breasted beasts Spring beckons long
before its warm fingers caress the winter wearied with
a breeze born song humming silently

the crescendo quells





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words & image ~ misha

6 comments:

  1. Thanks, Angie and Heather. Happy day to you both.

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  2. That is an exceptional piece of writing. The image is well married to your words. Superb expressing.

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  3. Wow. I'm even further behind on replying to all of these much appreciated comments than I thought!

    Thank you, Rick <3

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