Wednesday, July 7, 2010


He carried you home
Fragile blossoms
And profuse

We hung you high
Pride of place
Overlooking old wooden
Porch railing

They came to
Nest among the pink profusion
Flying back and forth
Weaving twigs and grass

Too gentle and fragile
To be hearth and home
We took you
Into ours

Little wings flapping
Squawking out
Their disapproval
They fluttered off
To stronger branches

You are back home
Pride of place
Brightening the

This was written for HCB poetry prompt: A Tablespoon of Summer.