Matilija

                                                                                                 Laura Stickney
Seed heads:
Crowns, birdcages,
Hairy paws,
Neat on tall stalks,
Lookouts and stirrers
In zephyr winds,
Pods shake
Umber crumbs,
Exhale thru dark bars
Diadems morph,
Become white crepe
Mantelets
Topped with yellow pomp
Russet mitts crack,
Lose tapered digits,
Scatter perfumy
Lines of fate my way

Laura Stickney