Birds flock, sow seeds
Seeds germinate sprout
seeds to seedlings
spindly frail things
She finds herself growing in the bully field
scared of crows
owls, hawks, pigeons
hoot, scree, coo
Give her a grown-up comb.
She can’t tell clock time.
Never learned to tie school shoes.
She keeps mind open
to insects, paints in primary colors.
Owls numb numbers.
Hawks dive for the heart.
Pigeons pick peck titter tut.
No anger allowed stutter stutter
Tie up that tongue
What do you think she will bear?
Impulsive red roses
ringing in sorrow sorrow sorrow
passionate red out-of-the-box
scent-drenched blue, sincere hyacinth
and tall, bright yellow flowers face to the sun
pollen laden anthers spilling seeds