feed the birds;
they shall flock
to your garden,
and so come the
squirrels and chipmunks,
the frogs and rabbits.
stray from the chemicals,
and they shall flock to you
and bring joy to your hearth.
ask the stories
of children and elders;
their kinship
will warm your tired town.
add cinnamon and mint
to your cocoa for luck;
serve it your friends,
and guide them through
walks in the wood.
plant flowers in your windowsill
smile at strangers
take up handicraft
and the morning paper.
feed the birds;
you'll be better for it.
YOU ARE READING
Meet Me in the Woods
Poetryassorted poetry inspired by nature, family and the life of a person who spends far too much time in her head. (sexuality, death and decay are alluded to or directly addressed in some of my poems. these poems are marked by "*" in the chapter title.) ...
