Tuesday, April 30, 2013

of awakening



spring is upon us-
suddenly, tiny green buds
drench the garden, fragrant & new -

but this is not a tender season,
as seeds wrestle against the complacent soil
& stale cold air, there are cuts to the fingers-

bruises on the knees, bumps on the sides-
scars, long and deep, forever altering the face
but great is the desire to take first breath, pure & raw

rising against gravity, colliding with the wind, 
tearing away from its bed,  sharply, violently, 
an awakening  -    







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63 comments:

  1. Sure brought forth the desire for spring to show itself, of course the bruises could come from a fling too lol

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  2. rising against gravity, colliding with the wind....yes...yes...yes..it def. needs a bit of power to push through...ugh..spring this year is a catastrophe....i wish i had the lips to really kiss her awake...in all tenderness and urgency....

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  3. Yes! I feel the passion here.

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  4. Beautiful... new beginnings are always possible despite the scars/wounds.

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  5. what a lovely awakening....all the new life in the flowers in spring is such an inspiration...a renewal of our own energy....and scars are just reminders of wher we have been...smiles.

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  6. Wonderful description of the struggle of rebirth after lying dormant.

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  7. Spring is happiness and struggle at the same time

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  8. Yes, this is everything I love about spring. A surrender, an awakening, and then, growth. Beautiful.

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  9. Beautifully told Grace. I love the awakening of spring!

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  10. Love it! Absolutely a gorgeous desciption of this season.

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  11. Yes, all is not easy in nature this Spring. But you have also highlighted the compensations and pleasures.

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  12. love this poem Grace, really beautiful and love your header!

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  13. Man, I was looking forward to spring, but now, I'm not so sure.... :) sounds like a lot of work, fighting gravity and all!!!!!! A very new, decisive and eloquently placed view of spring for sure Grace, and quite lovely to traipse the unexpected....

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  14. Growth doesn't come without pain... but Spring can be such an inspiration to continue on!

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  15. A wonderful awakening, beautiful!

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  16. Life is a battle and triumph over adversity, which spring exemplifies. It's great to have a poem on spring's more challenging side.

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  17. You painted such a beautiful, yet real, picture of spring.

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  18. This is a powerful reminder that a renewal is never easy, even if the results are beautiful. Well told Grace! Love this!

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  19. Very well done! This is not a tender season, not in the least. Life is beautiful, but rarely easy. I love this one!

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  20. It's a tough world out there for new growth.
    Frost again and I fear for the magnolia.

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  21. the "other side" of spring ~ really enjoyed the turn that starts with cuts and bruises. well done!

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  22. yes. nature is not a quiet, complacent thing. i love this, Grace. brings to mind every time I've weeded or planted. I never leave the dirt without a cut, scrape, bruise, or botch. worth every bit of it.

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  23. Spring is indeed a violent time as nature pushes for renewal--lovely write Grace.

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  24. Your header goes along beautifully with the poem which points to the balance of spring's emergence.

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  25. Love this Grace. The violent birth of Spring. I always enjoy your voice and presentation.

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  26. Hear, hear for bruises on knees!

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  27. yes, such a strength to return each year -

    "great is the desire to take first breath, pure & raw

    rising against gravity"

    captured well ;-) thanks grace

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  28. ...ah... what more wonderful to do than breathe the first air of Spring... glad it finally greets your day... i hope this season is good for you & yours Grace... smiles...

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  29. ...ah... what more wonderful to do than breathe the first air of Spring... glad it finally greets your day... i hope this season is good for you & yours Grace... smiles...

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  30. Grace, this definitely expresses the true nature of spring!

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  31. That's one sensual spring of awakening, Grace! Nicely woven too:)

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  32. It can be that challenging to welcome spring. Each fighting for its own space! Nicely Grace!

    Hank

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  33. The raw pushing power of birth...rebirth here of Spring...powerful and beautiful!

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  34. You are so right spring is not so gentle but I love the way the world comes to life again. My favorite line of yours is: "but great is the desire to take first breath, pure & raw," I know that desire well. Even when the air feels sharp on our lungs we love the freshness.

    Cheers,
    Delaina

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  35. Great perspective on spring, when you think about it, it can be a brutal season to begin with...vivid images in this one.

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  36. You capture the spirit of the flowers coming very viscerally. I can feel their struggle put lovingly and most really, in the line about escaping gravity. We all want to breathe that fresh, raw air even as we grow old and decrepit as I am. To capture the transience and continuity with great vigor and spirit.

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  37. After a most dreary and rainy Monday, today started off as a repeat of yesterday, but later was beautiful. There a a common park area near my job, where the first blooms of spring have finally made an appearance. Still I noted, blooms that had closed for the night to protect themselves from the very chilly nights that have marked this spring thus far had little chance to open today. Yes, the ones that did open look a little battered for the effort, but nonetheless beautiful to see. Your write reminds me of them.

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  38. a warm welcome to spirit of the spring!

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  39. wonderful images....you paint a vivid image of spring awakening - love pure and raw, sharply, violently

    I thought I was already following you, but I was wrong ~ I am now.

    Jules
    A Dose of Jules

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  40. You certainly lifted us up with your poem..what spring does for us, a gift.

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  41. Now that you said it - spring is not tender at all. There is that much work for things to grow and bloom. :-) But, I'd like that work over winter's work.

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  42. I love this description of a new plant emerging. You've captured the complexity of the struggle, the will. Lovely poem. -Kat/@beingmama

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  43. wow!! live the way you have captured spring.

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  44. Spring and rebirth at its rawest.

    Beautiful words.

    Anna :o]

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  45. The imagery here is amazing Grace. Perfect for this time of year...

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  46. Grace, that is quite beautiful. I am sure you are very happy spring has finally shown her lovely face.

    Pamela

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  47. This is a wonderful reflection of the harsh spring we have been experiencing.

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  48. I'm so grateful spring has finally spring! As always, thank you.

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  49. All things that grow endure the risk of harm...spring always carries with it the chance to fight for life one more time...love this, Grace.

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  50. "but great is the desire to take first breath, pure & raw

    rising against gravity, colliding with the wind,
    tearing away from its bed,"
    So welcome, the new growth and spring blossoms. Very nice,, Grace.

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  51. Beautiful words and images of the struggles of the changing season. Bittersweet poetry.

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  52. Described the beauty and the struggle to attain that beauty very beautifully :)
    Happy Spring!

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  53. Fabulous imagery in this piece. You write with an authentic and original voice. I love the fact that you've not romanticised 'spring,' yet have still managed to powerfully engage the emotions. Great job.

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  54. a lot of strong, disturbing words in the poem, Grace

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  55. Beautifully written.....not much different from our own life struggles.

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