Monday, May 6, 2019

an army rises




stir my senses
afire, I'm your presence
reinvigorated
unsettle my tongue
for taste of spring tide-
above raspberry brambles
  
with curled tendrils, I lift
my palms up
to stairways and turrets 
of your sky, 
where you

brightest of light & giver
of seeds,  
calls



Spring@Grace


Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille hosted by De Jackson.   This is a 44 word post with the given word:   UP.   I also love that movie, UP.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for the visit.  

28 comments:

  1. Swooooning over this:
    I lift
    my palms up
    to stairways and turrets
    of your sky

    Absolutely stunning, grace.

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  2. A delicious spring poem, Grace! I love the way you stir your readers’ senses and the image of the stairways and turrets in the sky is magical.

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  3. I like the lifting of arms up to the sky.

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  4. I love this... these days I feel like I'm growing a bit myself. It's all about up in spring.

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  5. ah spring light, spring rain almost like Deities
    much love...

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  6. This is fantastic Grace. I love the last stanza.

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  7. The last stanza is incredible. I love the growing in this - the raising the hands to the sky. spring is indeed a time for growth - of the body, the spirit and of all around us.

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  8. Those turrets and tendrils are wonderful, a real sun worshiper's poem.

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  9. Grace, you and I had the same idea. There is something holy about the sun.
    --Jade Li at http://tao-talk

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  10. "unsettle my tongue" is exquisite. Lovely piece, Grace.

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  11. This is incredibly stunning, Grace!❤️ Especially love; "I lift my palms up to stairways and turrets of your sky." Woww!

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  12. Growing can sure give one new sights

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  13. A spiritual reawakening...spring inspires us all, Grace!

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  14. Moving and evocative, with some of the most vibrant images I've seen you craft, Grace!

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  15. A beautiful call of the trees to spring rejuvenation..

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  16. Gorgeous word choices for your Spring poem. Bravo!

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  17. This is beautiful, Grace, especially these lines:
    I lift
    my palms up
    to stairways and turrets
    of your sky,

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  18. It reminds us of how good it is to be alive! 🙂💕 So beautiful

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  19. This is just, well, Spring! As it should be!!

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  20. from the first stirrings, your poem upholds the glory of Spring

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  21. That's spring all tied up neat and tidy in 44 words. Lovely.

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  22. I could see you clearly lifting your arms up in the sky welcoming spring...

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  23. Ah - how spring unsettles our tongues - lovely imagery here and thoughts of future tastes.

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  24. Arms up, and tongues unsettled. It could only be Spring. Lovely, Grace.

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  25. Palms up Mind and Body
    In Balance Nature
    Becomes the
    Space 'tween
    Hands Beyond iNFiNiTY..:)

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  26. This is just awesome, Grace. I got chills when I read that last powerful one-word line.

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