Bird Seed--Twitter Poems

Tweetspeak Poetry, the fullsome webspace curated by the gifted LL Barkat, was borne out of Twitter poems, concise lines of poetry confined to 140 spaces.  I only attempted this beginning last Spring and finished my last poem in the Fall. 

Many of these lines are responses to photo prompts ('Starry Night' and so on), others just me trying to wrap words around my life.

It's way too much fun--you should try it.

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Apr 29

Jump rope skipping

wide door open

fragrance wafting

blue sky calling

children laughing

Spring kinda day.

Apr 21 (After Easter)

The day is empty tomb new

wide open and blazing white

with possibilities.

 Apr 14

Here's to all the women walking busward

bags in hand, kids in care,

hard work and hope on the horizon.

Apr 1

Grey girders gash against the crowded sky,

filling my birds eye blue view

with dollar signs

on a horizon of diminishing returns.

Mar 26

Spring...death come to life,

beauty buried in bark

against a blue sky,

dreaming of green

March 23^rd

Trapped in educationese

translating myself out of a corner,

I bring the child with me

but you'd rather bury us with words.

March 19^th

When the flowers waltzed

back into the room

the darkness danced away.

March 18^th

Ochre red feather duster

against a gray cotton sky.

Soft Spring surging.

March 16^th

Reading forsythia,

preface to Spring,

 telling me there's more to come.

March 14^th

Why the swirling curling

colors of sky?

Was Vincent looking for North

and lost his star?

Aug. 5

Noisy books calling 'Read me!'

I grab each spine & confine them

to their basket-y space

To Get Something Done.

I hear whispers still...

Sep 24

The sound of happy

is rain falling,

dropping,

tapping

tipping the watery scales

leaf-wise on this

quiet, shushing morning.

(for my son's birthday)