Master Builder

Octain Refrain; Meeting the Bar
at d’Verse  Poets, Victoria has given us another form to challenge our little gray cells

I watched a robin build a nest
high in the branches of that tree
where it was safe, no one could see

It didn’t ask what I’d suggest
or seem to care that I was there
although I’m sure I was a pest

I sat as still as I could be
And watched a robin build a nest

17 thoughts on “Master Builder

  1. The repetition here makes this powerful – gives us that feeling of patience, diligence, and curiosity that yields delight. What a wonderful spring poem. You should submit it somewhere soon!


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