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Tuesday, May 26, 2020

DMC: "Wren" by Steve Peterson




WREN

A tiny wren searches
the cracks
the crevices
the low and
beneath-our-notice
places
the crawl and creep places
the afraid-of-
the-dark places

© 2020 Steve Peterson. All rights reserved.


TLD reader Margaret Simon has challenged us to write a mindful poem about the present moment. Click HERE for more details and to add your poem to the padlet. While some poems will be shared as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration this Friday, May 29th.
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5 comments:

  1. Michelle Heidenrich BarnesMay 26, 2020 at 9:53 AM

    Thank you for submitting a poem this month, Steve. I've been captivated by so many of your beautiful poems of presence, including this one. I love how you paint the picture of this tiny wren being much braver than his size would suggest. I also appreciate the reminder that there is beauty and wonder in things that are not even on our radar.

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  2. Linda BMay 26, 2020 at 12:38 PM

    I have a tiny wren that I watch at a huge old cottonwood right by my home, just searching as you wrote, Steve. I love the alliteration, makes reading it aloud like the movement of that wren. And, I love the end, a new thought!

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  3. AnonymousMay 26, 2020 at 4:58 PM

    Michelle,
    Thank you so much for featuring this poem on your blog AND for pulling together some of the poems that poets have posted on Twitter. This project has been a fun one for me as a writer and a reader!

    Many thanks!
    --steve

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  4. Heidi MordhorstMay 27, 2020 at 6:49 AM

    See, I missed this one on Twitter, although I've enjoyed so many from you, Steve! I like the repetition of "places" along with the initial "crevices." Makes me wish I could picture a wren...

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  5. skanny17May 28, 2020 at 6:09 PM

    All the ways to describe the little spots, the tiny places, those so easily ignored. But if we look, watch, wonder and maybe find what little bits could fill us if we only searched. I like your poem, Steve.
    Janet Clare F.

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