Thursday, July 25, 2013

Knocked Down Nest

The nest
lays 
exposed,
bare,
vulnerable,
in the 
tangle of roots
at the base
of the tree
like a toupee
blown off
a bald man's head.

4 comments:

Becky Shillington said...

This is beautiful and poignant, Bridget. You have captured your subject perfectly!

Bridget Magee said...

Thanks, Becky! It's what I thought of when I saw a fallen nest on my run yesterday. Interesting what comes to you in ordinary moments. =)

Liz Steinglass said...

Very funny and somehow sad comparison.

Bridget Magee said...

Thanks, Liz! You always "get" my poetry. =)

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