Unravelling and weaving, sometimes simultaneously

House Wren

There’s a house wren nesting by my door

deep within the green

of a plant rescued from a compost pile

in a borrowed hanging basket

Five eggs

small white cabochons

nestle in the straw

sleeping as all infants do in the womb

probably dreaming

of whatever house wrens dream of

as they outgrow their little havens

readying to emerge

already preparing for flight

(c) RCGA, 2013

From the back of a bank envelope… sometime this month. Thanks to my friend Sondra for the photo of the wren’s nest in my airplane plant. As you can see, they were starting to crack, here.Image



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