Words of a tragically inept poet and writer. Self exploration and observations of a phenomenal free spirit and thinker.


Stripping the Petals-

Stripping the Petals-

8-21-2014 1:30 pm

I stood at the edge of my garden

in the early morning hours

when the dew still lover kissed

fern and flower.

delicate honey dew

romancing stem and soil

verdant oasis

reliable as the seasons.

Here, I am changing

thinning out

straightening the rows

deciding what stays

and what goes.


aren’t meant to be bound

there is infrangible violence

in everything 

that grows.

-Terri Ann Bird


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