Hour Ten – MAGPIE Mary Pecaut
I’m the bringer of all that sparkles,
harbinger of luck – good or bad
you decide.
My cackle is a siren’s call
A matriarchal cry
Save Our Mother Gaia
My metallic green and purple sheen
gleam glossy
yet all is not
what it seems.
Rising waters engulf
the earth, the future
is grim. Here we are –
Out on a limb
Wonderful poem