Margie Duncan
Pinecone Dolls
Dried leaf mosaic
a faded quilt –
olive, amber, flax –
covers sleeping pinecones
lined up in the battered box.
Dressed long ago
in petals and ferns,
we buried them
under sky and swings.
Dig them up, release
their seeds, feathery
as child-whispers, as wings.
Margie Duncan lives and hikes in NJ with her husband, Brian, and the ghosts of two dogs, while their two soon-to-be-elderly tuxedo cats mostly sleep at home. Her poems have appeared in various places online and in print.