whispering birds through wind and light rain

My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. 

whispering birds through wind and light rain
no drama of wildly flapping wings & lightning
sweetness in covered tones, under umbrella

mine is red and white, candy-striped, mint
moment at the beach, ebbed into tall mug
heat of cream & coffee steam my a.m. lens

just peachy in mid-May, Mother’s Day past
don’t have to pretend to be okay today, I am
puddles on pavement, swirls of mud and moss

sounds of Spring tympanic, tinkling & symbolic
dull day, verdancy not at all bright, nice chill
still those tweets invite a kiss of heart, mind, soul

louder tweets, grow, not as mad as thunder, tow
not of under, nor rip; chorus of natural sequence
and consequence, harmonious, non-disclosure

biddies somewhere are moving their beaks
cheeky in gossiping, speaking curses not kisses
only man intentions to kill, imagines the hearse

be sweet, as proverbial pie; as best homemade honey
don’t terrify anyone with a storm of marmite words
lightly flap your wings to visit the poor in your dreams

thoughts cohabitate with nature, change moment
to moment, pierced and pecked synchronization
not numbed out by a blinding sheet of buffeting sound
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Buhagiar Avatar
May 14, 2024 at 1:29 AM
don’t have to pretend to be okay today - neither am I!! Lovely poem.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 14, 2024 at 5:06 AM
Hugs, my friend!
Hamilton Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 12:46 PM
this is deep Kim covering most of what it says with other meaning good write hugs Shadow
Rodrigues Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 2:41 PM
Thank you, Shadow!
One Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 12:02 PM
Your poem beautifully captures the essence of a tranquil moment, where the whispering birds, gentle rain, and rustling leaves create a symphony of peace. The imagery of the candy-striped umbrella against the backdrop of the beach, the warmth of coffee on a cool morning, and the subtle nod to Mother’s Day past evoke a sense of nostalgia and contentment.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 2:50 PM
Thank you, Silent! Your comment showed understanding of what I was trying to say. <3
Hind Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 10:31 AM
Oh, how much this says, and leaves unsaid, worthy of more than one read for sure- I read it more than once, and will add it to my favs, it's hard not to say something personal, because your writing this time was so rawing in heart, but I will just leave it with a simple "good work" and leave it at that- <3 hugs, Kim :) about the repetition of "bird qualities" genius!
Rodrigues Avatar
May 13, 2024 at 2:52 PM
Thank you for faving, my friend! I so appreciate you.
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