A dandelion clock catches my eye. I must have seen a thousand and noticed none. Until now. I stop. Look. Contemplate. How do they tell the time?
Marking time, your spidery hands
taking minutes into hours. Fresh winds
and rose bud lips lift your helicopter pips
to a new space where you rest. Lightly
sleeping in the sun, until the spring
comes to raise a golden alarm.
Kirstie is the creative force and chief poet in residence of poetinmotion.org She is available for residencies, as a conference poet and wedding poet. She is also co-founder of The Family Adventure Project and a regular contributor to many online travel communities.
Kirstie is the creative force and chief poet in residence of poetinmotion.org She is available for residencies, as a conference poet and wedding poet. She is also co-founder of The Family Adventure Project and a regular contributor to many online travel communities.
