Musings on Nature

1

in the sky birds
are like flowers
that bloom across
a blue-white expanse
of water as deep
as the sea but
deeper still and
the nightingales sing
like angels
in an earthly paradise

2

the trees soar tall
and i would put
a brick on their heads
to keep them as saplings,
so they stay children
and innocent
and untouched,
but even bricks
are not enough
and it is a happy-sad day,
when the sapling
becomes a tree
and the tree
becomes
humble
and scared

3

a crisp wind sends my hair into a tailspin
and i taste my hair
and the wind
and it is sweet
someone viciously shakes a tree's leaves
from its branches onto my head
with the whirling hair
and they fall on my shoulders
and i am a wood sprite
a booming CLAAAP
and the rain falls like the leaves but thicker
and i open my mouth to drink it
and i am happy

4

i watch the sky at night
its black velvet darkness and fuzzines stares back
it speaks to me
it asks me what are you doing
and why are you here if you could be elsewhere
and i talk
and i say that you are my friend
and it is good

Copyright © 2002 Colleen Fischer | Last updated October 7, 2002