I picked up a bundle of something
That rolled right past me on my walk
Some yarn and some twigs and mysterious things
Held together with nothing but air
I turned it over a time or two
Until it became obvious
I held in my hands an unfinished nest
Tossed aground from some branches above
Some questions resound
with a definitive yes
Some others that just repeat why
Did a bird up and leave in the midst of its work?
Did a fledgling forget how to fly?
I carried it home and made space on the shelf
Of trinkets and treasures I own
A reminder there’s beauty in things that aren’t done
And answers that never are known
(Day 9: 1 subject 30 ways #questionpoem)
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About katemccarrollmoore
Kate Moore’s passion is literacy, and she serves as a mentor teacher and staff developer throughout the greater Bay Area. Kate served three terms as the City of San Ramon's Poet Laureate (2012-2018); she also teaches poetry writing workshops and is an instructor in the Master of Arts in Teacher Leadership (MATL) program at St. Mary’s College of California. She was honored as SRVUSD Teacher of the Year in 2007 and San Ramon Chamber of Commerce Educator of the Year in 2009. Kate holds a Doctorate in Educational Leadership for Social Justice from California State University, East Bay, an M.A. in Teacher Leadership from St. Mary’s and a B.A. in English Education from SUNY Albany. She and Bob Moore are the proud parents of four beautiful grown daughters, and the smitten grandparents of six beautiful children who fill them with hope for the future.
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