Birdprints (Poetry)

For M.L.

You are wistful in your writings —
words trail the lonely ache from page to page
walk your feelings through

Footstep after footstep marking time
like birdprints in the mud
and aware of wings that circle up above

Love poured on landscape with the sun’s libation
the subtle colours named despite the mist
that layers in soft chills — instructs the day
to stitch such silence into poetry