We watched it land, red and proud
Perched on a branch, nary a sound
The phone rang… Peace wasn’t calling
Red Cardinal knew it and went flying
Which was more unsettling?
The interruption or the sudden departure…
In my reorganization mode, I’ve been writing Small Stones which the originators describe as:”a short piece of writing (prose or poetry) that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment. The process of discovering small stones is as important as the finished product. Searching for small stones will encourage you to keep all your senses; – your eyes,(and ears, nose, mouth, fingers, feelings and mind) open.” This post also compliments the Bloggers for Peace effort. Check them both out. I’m adding several Small Stones to tie in with other prompts too. I’ll be back on track by the weekend. TY! More below.