New Poems: workings and beginnings., notes, POETRY, Uncategorized

the birds and the bees.

The morning broke the silence,
reflecting the sun’s light
into the darkness
putting the shadows on the run,
as it shines through the blinds;
and exposes the flowers outside the window.

We woke to birds singing
outside the window,
and a woodpecker
tapping bugs out of the siding.

Flowers know all the best gossip,

The Birds and the Bees.

Pass it on.

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