En Plein Air

by Kristina Woodhill

Expectant mother
Wide eyed and focused

Patient as a canvas
Impasto applied like twigs

Build me your nest
Sturdy and wedged

Fruit within easy reach
Ripening in tandom

With small, oval blue promises
Songs unsung

High notes


Posted on 06/14/2016
Copyright © 2021 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 06/14/16 at 10:30 PM

Very nice write lady! This one of those things I can only think of as I have only been on the expectant father's side of the equation.

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