How could it be
the sleek goldfinch
I see
each day
became the
round chickadee in winter’s snow upon the deck?
Now I know
they share the seeds
the genes
the species
mates and dates
and yellow fates.
May 25, 2013
Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
25 May 2013 Leave a comment
in Family Tags: chickadee, dates, fates, genes, goldfinch, mates, mates and dates, nature, plants, seeds, snow, species, yellow fates
How could it be
the sleek goldfinch
I see
each day
became the
round chickadee in winter’s snow upon the deck?
Now I know
they share the seeds
the genes
the species
mates and dates
and yellow fates.
May 25, 2013
28 Apr 2012 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: balancing, genes, gravity, objectivity, sprouts, technicolor
What I Have Learned So Far
Everything and everyone changes.
Adapt.
Everyone has talents.
Honor them.
I keep growing up, in and out…
“Til eternity.
The exercise of choice is human.
Share it.
Jeanne is her genes.
in technicolor.
No balancing required when I’m
on my bum.
Gravity is relative
and just another form of energy.
There is never objectivity between men and women.
They know each other too well.
What you pick up,
you will put down in one form or another.
A poem never ends
since it seeds in you and sprouts in spring.
Jeanne Poland