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build a nest
above my door
and I won’t make you move
already there
is family on the porch
feathered friends
and mandolins
breast to breast
to stone –
twilight takes
whatever
I confess
stitch a coat
from verses wrote –
letters to the trees
are lying now in wait
beneath my bed
sealed with ruby smudges
such a perfect shade
of kiss –
willed to rhyme
made silent by a sigh
. . .
tornadoday 
I bought me a mandolin for Christmas, as a matter of fact!
Lucky you. I love them. I have a banjo but would love a mandolin……… I bet you’re a master already, right? Thank you, Seb. ~ Love, Bobbie
My banjo’s name is Colonel Kilgore.
Please don’t tell me you love the smell of napalm in the morning…….. 😀
You always sing a vibrant song with true perfection…every word, dances in freedom waiting to be held tightly in a soothing embrace. Minds and hearts are ever inspired by their elegant life…and your real radiance continues to shine each day! I find myself mystified by your words…but they are loved always! Great poem!
Mystified just means they haven’t found their own meaning in your world…….but they will. Thank you, Wendell, for the grace that is your kindness and the blessing that is your friendship. ~ Much love, Bobbie
Ah my dear, longing and loving and living so well captured thus. Gorgeous! ~Warms Regards, Dan
O, Dan….thank you so much. Are they not all the same? Surely I read that somewhere…… If not, maybe we should write it down. Thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie
I think it goes something like “Faith, Hope and Love”… 😉 Tis written some’eres about.
Indeed……..and the greatest of these………..
Yes, these phrases are like musical notes. One can feel lulled to calm by them without the need for absolute understanding.
….of which I am extremely thankful. For much of the time, the words simply come and I let them. the real understanding lies with the reader. Thank you. ~ Much love, Bobbie
This made me smile and sigh. I love the rhythm of the words, I could dance to them! Love, Dee
….I love that thought, Dee……… Beautiful, your gifts to me. Thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie