a bird's song

This is the true story of something that never happened, but maybe should have. It's part of This Passion's History (see language-woman-man for an explanation of this collection), but in many ways represents so many should haves. Although that can just be the shifting perspective of time and my annoying ability to justify. Side note: this is perhaps the only poem I've never revised, ever. 

I also love that it reminds me of the Pacific coast, and that I need to wake up more often before the sun.

a bird's song

i made a plan
but didn't tell you
to drive to the ocean
on an evening when
our next day is free
it would be spontaneous
see the sunrise over
the cascades
water at our backs as if
it's the world's last
daybreak
and then the earth would have to
tip back with us
and fall in
and we would be the first
and take only the beauty with us
the bird song

©Erin Croley

photo from morgueFile, by alexfrance

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