By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Photograph by Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

In response to Sarah @ Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Photo Challenge #414

While tending my garden green
pulling weeds and tending my beans,
a blue-bird sat upon my shoulder
Word-Weaver, she said to me,
Can you please weave some words
to save all of our trees?

As I sat upon my garden bench
contemplating the little birds wish,
a big old toad jumped up beside me
Word-weaver, his deep voice croaked
Can you please weave some words
to save our swamps and streams?

Walking along the river bank my mind so full I could barely think
A loud buzzing filled the air,
an army of striped bees said to me,
Word-Weaver can you weave some words to save our flowers, please?

My mind whirling, I strolled down
to the seas edge and was amazed
to see the biggest whale I’d ever seen out in the deep blue waiting for me
Word-Weaver, he blew to me, please weave some words to save our seas?

The Earth beneath my feet shuddered, a vine full of luscious purple and white blooms curled around my waist then the blossoms opened and Mother Earth spoke, “Word-Weaver, would you weave some words to save me please?”


  1. Jaya Avendel says:

    How beautiful the raw imagery is in this piece!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Jaya, you give me inspiration to continue…
    Thank you so very much! 🙏🙏🙏


  3. Jeff Flesch says:

    How beautifully crafted and expressed, Ami. Gorgeous. 🦋✨🙏

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Thank you so much Jeff! 😊

    Liked by 1 person

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