Robin's Egg Blue Poem by Saiom Shriver

She wanted more
sun
for her south room
She wanted more
sun
for her blooms
as so she made
the world hotter
for everyone else

Inside the lumber
company's hellnoise chippers
is a smashed squirrel
.. inside
the chipper
his dead body swirls

Across the asphalt
rolls an empty bird nest
.. the azure robin eggs
on the ground in fragments
as if the sky to earth
had fallen

God took 70 years
to grow these 5 pines.
Her hirelings
in an hour
have paved away this
jade shade shrine

whose fallen sentries
in most of a century
gave their cooling
grace

and bequeathed
as they died
to us baby cones
heavensent
.. cones who touched us
with their sweet scent
... their parents
evanescent


rean incident in June 2003