papa cardinal, his regal redness

dotes on young ones

pointing out safflower seeds

scattered on the ground

recipe snipper

magazine subscriber

story devourer

poetry connoisseur

cereal box devotee

blog post follower

anything & everything

these two eager eyes

can read

a trellised garden beckons,

its lush sanctuary

overflowing with birdsong

overcast morning

pale light filters through the leaves,

grants us quiet passage

I palm a warm mug,

the morning’s chill dissipates.

a pair of mourning doves

cozy up close,

mindful of the main event.

family wedding

day killer

today, I sleep

tiny flowers

tumble over teacup’s rim

pinks and yellows

oh, so fine

constricting band encircles my head

its relentless pressure; the dull ache

spring’s splendor and its pain

rose-breasted grosbeak

handsome, striking fellow

gorging on my safflower seeds