Five poems, five lines, five syllables

osprey standing proud
wind-ruffled feathers
sharp beak, sharp talons
sharp eyes watch for prey
owning this river



most call you a weed
I see a flower
most would destroy you
I pick your seed head
make a wish and blow



I wish I could feel
the stories you’ve lived
touch your rough ridges
ascertain your truths
splinters withstanding



february lull
deserted branches
streets stripped of traffic
evergreen signals
drive us into spring



skating on thin ice
isn’t as dire as
it’s cracked up to be
if the ice holds, it’s
icing on the cake


The Daily Post Discover Challenge: Numbers

About Maggie C

Stained glass artist, writer, respecter of life.
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4 Responses to Five poems, five lines, five syllables

  1. Peggy Lemmer says:

    All 5 are very nice. I of course, would love to skate with Chules. !

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  2. What a great response to the challenge.

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