Collage Poem 6- "One Bird Can Make You Sing"

I


.....weathering rocks
...........pug nosed waves
..................wallowing

............boats
.................north jetty winds
....................and imagination

..............ships crooked
.................in the spun
..................................sun

.....................pleasant day

.........................beach grass
............................salt lick
..................under sleeping
........................................gulls

....................cellos on the yellow sand
...........................playing with air

...............................across four strings
.........................................of wind

................love's old sweet song


II


.....what
.....I saw
.....looked like
........birds
............hanging
.........by their wooden beaks
................pinned
...................across
..............a washday Wednesday


III


.....shy shade
.............of evening

........frog tongue ripple
............on the algal pond

..........gold plumes tine
...............at sunset
............shine
..............on dappled water

.....................ominous beaks of herons
........................spear shadows
............................flip fish
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,in the mud banked
............................................silence

............................legs
...................................attach to legs
......................above minnows

...........................moon mist
.........................on her white sticks
...................surrounds
.................................slow wade stalk
...........................on powder down feathers


....................................this solitary bird
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,is night long footsteps
..............................of a ghost
..............................................where cool moonlight
..........................................................silvers
.........................................on the festive pond


IV


I am old
I warm myself
in the weeds

my back
to an aging post
I rest

my dreams
gather
and birds

make of my hair
a nest


V


beach fog blurs
blaze of motion

ghost
in the flood tide
surf

they have been here
with moons in the millions

Sanderlings
dancing
on the ebbing sea


VI


.................rabbit
.....................on the ribs
............of a rude rock

.......................eagle rips
..................the long eared
....................flesh

............................shelters carcass
.......................with a feathered bow
.............so none will borrow

.............................lonely cry
..............................high
......................................with wind
.................................bold meteor
.........................................to share the nest


VII


......................late moon
..........................mantles
..................Mount Rainier
...............................Tacoma glow around
.....................its snowy cone

...................................cry


..........................of great owls

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,the nappy nod
...............................of hemlocks

............................from the foothills
.........................a song
.....................................blending with the grey light
........................................of coyote clothes

...................................mountain dozes
.......................................... distant melodies

................................................primitive mist
.............................................on Little Tahoma's
.........................................................................peak


VIII


.....north jetty
....................granite rocks
...........bivouac

...................sea
..........................boat
.....................bird
................................the wind

.......................dance of translucent
....................................waves

............................reaches out
..............................to you
.......................and you

.....................................feel like dancing
...................................................too


IX


........now the tranquil
..............annihilation
.....................as mist
.......................................from the sea
......................gulls on its back
..........................................drapes
................................the farthest stones
......................................of this jetty

.........................my place to dream
..............................with fog bank
...................and bell buoy

.......................................voice of oceans
....................................on the sea winds


X


..........appearance
............of first light
.....edges the sea

...................glassy
..........................luminance
............this habitat of birds

......................black bidge
........................sways

..............................cars undulate pilings

..........................double crested cormorants
.........................................................eye
................................................snake like
...............................angles of ocean

...................................................surf
.............................................beyond jetty

.....................................I hear it roar



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Thank you Kylabelle. I am trying for 10 sets all together. What will the others be ?

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Thank you Wonder. Appreciate your comments.

Thank you Teena. One of those poems that come to you as you look around and forget the prose.