wood wing queen's salad

Who are you…

Who are you who came knocking in the dusk?

I see black. Are you a raven come knocking? No.

The space you take does not equalize. 

Your cap, is it red like the sunset distance?

Or sitting firm on a worm’s eye view

or is it a spring of moisture, dirt, and red landscape

that colors your scarlet scalp?

Is it a gray beard or belly I  see heave

with chatter before the strike of your needle?

Test before the tongue plunge into softened pulp. 

I see patience, method and precision, separating

stripping the marrow from the tree house hive

a salad of wood, wings, and a queen’s hope. 

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

I think you are dreaming or having delusions... as this goes from a raven (not a good omen) to to a red cap to a gray beard and belly, then the scalp of the tongue (precision) and then stripping the marrow from the tree house... what sir is your intention??? a salad of wood chips, wing's from a bird? and what is the Queen"s hope pray tell? would she be eating this salad? Please explain
Thank you Albee
Best B.

[albee]

It was a bird, i was identifying. A wood peck! It was eating at a dead tree. I don’t like my obscure poetry any more. Thank you B.

[Betty Hermelee]

Don’t be silly, you should write what you desire, poetry, as you know, is very personal. And I enjoy reading different styles.
You’re very welcome!
Best
B.

[barleygirl]

I'm catching notes of woodpecker here (many near me with those red peckerheads), and then there's this well-crafted line: "before the tongue plunge into softened pulp" . . . not sure where this poem is going, but for me, this woodpecker symbolizes those who would pulverize a tender heart & then dive in for a creepy crawler snack. This is the height of building a scene using mostly imagery & leaving the reader to pluck out a storyline from your string of popping ideas (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[albee]

Yes. It was an acorn woodpecker came to my backyard. searching for the ID through a blue spruce, it slowly revealed its identity in my mind. Thrilling watching it eat at a dead tree.

[Corset]

This reminds me of a series I recently watched called "Queens Gambit" , it speaks to me of addicts and addictions, some name their own poisons some are just claimed by them. Is there really a difference? Or it could just be about a termite mound :P Either way The queen will have it her way.

[albee]

Needle to describe the peak I pondered and questioned. I conflated termites and bees...thank you for the feedback.

[albee]

That’s beak. Needle chisel beak of a woodpecker.