Heeding Signs – a poem by Diane Elayne Dees

Heeding Signs

When the snowy egret appears on your curb
at dusk, offering the cast-off fragments
of your soul a peaceful passage
through the perilous landscape of your life,
attention is required.

When the dragonfly lights on your porch,
observing your pain through multiple lenses,
granting you a chance to grasp the meaning
of that life—sit down, open your own eyes,
contemplate iridescence.

When, in your dream, the giant owl
enters your house, startling you
with its mottled feathers, remember
that something has to die so that something
can emerge. When death arrives on giant wings,
prepare to be a midwife.


Diane Elayne Dees‘s poems have been published in many journals and anthologies. Diane, who lives in Covington, Louisiana, also publishes Women Who Serve, a blog that covers women’s professional tennis throughout the world. (https://womenwhoserve.blogspot.com)



  1. sweetmarrero says:

    When someone writes about the egret, the dragonfly and owl, I listen. Stunning use of language.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. backwrite says:

    What a great last line.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Poems by Richard Green says:

    Beautiful. I love the spiritual connection with nature.


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