Written for: Carpe Diem Universal Jane #15, birdcage
Creating a work in Jane’s words: “Picture this. A woman is standing at an open window. Just staring into space, a bit unfocused, lost in a world of thoughts and ideas. Suddenly a small, brown bird alights on the window sill. She knows she should carry the bird out the door and let it go but before she does, she has to do one more thing.
She builds a cage out of words. A cage she can share with others. The work on the cage goes on for days, maybe it is even years until the cage comes under the eyes of another person. In that moment, when the cage of words enters another’s mind, it begins to expand. It breaks up into thought – images created by the reader. Through the maze, and amazement of the reader, two cupped hands come forth.
The woman relaxes and lets the bird go”.
clouds of fog
quickly doing their best to show
one hundred scenes
Here is my attempt:
stepping out of doors
cold wind bends trees, rattles chimes
a chill steals up my arm