Garden – Page 5 – Poems from in between

Day 22

starry white droplets line tree branches, fragile, falling, constellations, signs, against March’s gray realm

Jenifer

rain baptizes the yard, field, streets, river from winter’s hold opening the frightened ground flowing through it and forward

Jenifer

sawing away branches that died over winter unnoticed until others blossomed out

Jenifer

white bird flickers through tree branches, landing low, behind rusted fence onto the unseen river

Jenifer

soft drumming of the vent below the floor, window rattling; it is the wind that owns day and night, not sun, not moon

Jenifer

daffodils unfold stretching pedals to endless evening sky; breathing deep, shoulders unwind, arms reach wide across earth

Jenifer