Sunday, June 12, 2011

A melting morning

A melting morning (mp3)

After the snow
birds swim the sky
wings outstretched, exuberant
warmed by a light drizzle
falling on pear coloured fields
they drink in a saturated land

Gliding from cedar to spruce
great canopies of army green,
gulls alight from a satin sky
to branches covered in lichen
where pistachio ivy clings

Sweeping over a shrouded sea,
liquorice crows blotch the horizon.
Blackbirds gather
on the arching limbs
of my silver birch tree,
in a melting morning

1 comment:

  1. You have to put out a book, Maire..You really must...your work is so beautiful.. and here are the beginnings of it, poem after poem...XX