listen to the words full of dreams transform the moment
by naming flowers take on new meanings become more than objects
the fruit trees are in full bloom pink is everywhere spring the most
unpredictable time of year one minute hot the extra little left-over snow storm
winter lingers all seems fresh and new
listen to the words let them tell you who they are teach a flower to talk
ease into the present moment leave yesterday where it is feed and water your garden
the sun shines spring is here new green at last
March 13, 2016
Note: It all seems so sudden. Yesterday, a heavy snow storm as I left Santa Fe, then it cleared and the fruit trees in Espanola Valley were in full bloom. No ,winter in it's last fury, can not stop the spring. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Gathering Echoes
i have been blind without sight i feel for my crown
still in place a gift given to me i look into the mirror
i am reminded of the mirrors at the carnival i am distorted
still it is me the queen of hearts i have grown older
my face has the softness of age i set my snare
in hopes of catching something a lonely heart perhaps a scent
a track i follow the trail always alert
often i return my sack empty my body bent
from the weight of age folded like a letter slipped into an envelope
...or coffin whichever suits the skies are empty
no birds in sight i step over shades & shadows gather echoes
March 13, 2016
9 comments:
Great and delightful read. Spring is upon us and it sure is something to look forward to. Greetings!
flowers take on new meanings
become more than objects the fruit trees are in full bloom pink is everywhere
spring the most unpredictable time of year
Beautiful lines :D
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Hmmmm....I dont know why your site is doing this......something must have been clicked by accident on your draft page template????? These glitches befuddle me, too. I would try going in to edit, highlighting the entire post, then click up top on the right hand side the Remove Formatting icon. Then you should be able to reformat it as you wish. Hopefully.
I love "listen to the words....let them tell you who they are". And your beautiful description of the sudden arrival of spring.
In the second poem, I adore "I step over shades and shadows...gather echoes...."
The thought of sitting to 'gather echoes' is a compelling concept....there are so many different, interesting places that this takes the imagination.
A little bit hard to read... something has happened with the formatting... nevertheless the image of snow as flowers is great... here the snow is gone, so we are waiting for flowers.
Ah, the second one definitely has a ring of sadness to it...not the happiest picture of aging!
The first one is a joyful celebration, but is balanced by the sadness and yearning in the second one. Your weaving of words makes for a deepening introspective read.
Elizabeth
The softness of age..the crown of wisdom..and the flower of a beautiful soul xo
I'm sure your art/heart is a better snare :-)
ZQ
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