I wrote this poem to try and incorporate Baltimore Oriole calls into a poem about a storm that blew through last year and tore down many of their nests. We have so many of them around the house and it seems like more visit every year. They love the spreading branches of the maple trees […]
Tag Archives: Nature Poetry
Everyday Conversion
I am taking in the laundry Off the line, Goal-oriented, focused- The dew is setting. I think I see A light burst in the goldenrod, When I turn my head, There is only green fading to black. To the left, Another light Flickers out In the milkweed. I return to the laundry- Busy being busy. […]
Waiting for Water
March 2023 – Jessica Orr The Lake churns under a sky that promises rain, As I listen to questions with answers I cannot explain And the wind and the water, a liquid refrain. Why do I return to this place, again and again? I sit at the foot of my Father’s lighthouse and hear The […]
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