“a vacant nest”

Written for:  The Twiglets #177 – “a vacant nest”

So glad to see
a vacant nest
hornets gone

A vacant nest
is so much sadder
than a vacant lot.

nest is bare now
I watch from kitchen window
fledglings fend for themselves

A wren appeared at a bird house door
seeking new place to dwell.
Said, hey, this looks swell
Heard amount of rent, and passed out on the floor.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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1 Response to “a vacant nest”

  1. Jules says:

    Oh I can relate to each verse!
    I just hope when the time comes and my mind becomes an empty nest of mess that I can remember all the good things…


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