is fading
above willow tree
sky is chameleon cloud
grass is white-frosted dust
as you turn, gleaming half-spoon
crescent shadows chalk your body in mist-
i scatter egg-chocolates to find amid jars & pots-
perhaps i should be a beekeeper instead & fill your holes
with dead leaves, bark chips, fallen pine cones, bird seeds-
my hands flutter to catch lingering stars & dewdrops
as orange-breasted birds tiptoe-hop on twigs-
i wait for words to become visible on page
like i wait for spring to pour its honey
& green-wax barren maple trees-
i know the harvest is
beautiful as new-
born dawn
Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Shape Poetry
and Shared with Poets United - Happy Easter !!!
loved the poem and the way you used the format... well done Grace
ReplyDeleteVery nice and I like the scheme of it. Happy Easter!
ReplyDeleteGreat format indeed at your feed, as the moon fades to the dawn, happy easter
ReplyDeleteThis is a pick - n - mix poem. It makes sense in the dark as well as complete. Nice gimmick.
ReplyDeleteGreat duality in your flow, I could feel the frost if early Spring morning, as the frost drifted to allow words upon screen.
ReplyDeleteThis looks just lovely upon the screen, Grace. I love the fading letters and the thoughts inspired by an Easter Sunday, as the northern climes await the Spring.
ReplyDeleteYour poem looks beautiful, I love the way you've used the fading effect. These lines speak to me-
ReplyDelete'i wait for words to become visible on page
like i wait for spring to pour its honey
& green-wax barren maple trees-
i know the harvest is
beautiful as new-
born dawn'
I love the way you've described poets anticipating the germination of words from their deeper consciousness.
Happy Easter
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Lots of striking images in this, Grace, and the fading of the letters really mimics the shadows and light of an early spring landscape. Enjoyed it much.
ReplyDeletelove how you managed to put it in such a format with fading colour. nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely to read, in form and content. Wow!
ReplyDeleteSo ingenious...not only the shape, but the fadeout. Your use of colors and the imagery of spring is engaging and effective. I guess we've all been waiting this year! Happy Easter.
ReplyDeleteSteve
"perhaps i should be a beekeeper instead & fill your holes..." Wow.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and enrapturing.
wow grace...some cool art in this...the fading of the words is great touch...the line on being a beekeeper is def my fav...the waiting for words....really a cool piece...i hope you had a wonderful easter today...smiles.
ReplyDeleteLovely, Grace-- I love the idea of the barn dawn, which is so apt, and the beekeeper comparison -- which is so wonderful too, the harvest of honey is just beautiful. Lovely - happy easter. k.
ReplyDeleteoh, well conceived and done, Grace - happy week to you ~
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful in words and form...the fading letters lend so much to what is said
ReplyDeleteNice poem like the fading words and the I wait for words to become visible on page like I wait for Spring to pour its Honey.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing - content and presentation.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery
ReplyDeletelove the fading words most....beautiful imagery all over...both form and content
ReplyDeletewonderful...
very creative layout
ReplyDeleteSubtly you help the visions of winter fade to bring on the hew real of a spring born on a rising tide.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorites! I love the words, the form, the colors. Fantastic!! Happy Week, my friend.
ReplyDelete:-)
ReplyDeleteZQ
The words,
ReplyDeleteThe shape,
All beautifully done Grace....
I hope your weekend was just as beautiful
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Lovely, luscious poem Grace...cool the way you faded/frosted the print too.
ReplyDeleteLove the fading you create with the shades, beautiful write.
ReplyDeleteI am fascinated by the images that are softly portrayed, yet vividly described and it just flows into each word….
ReplyDeletecrescent shadows chalk your body in mist-
i scatter egg-chocolates to find amid jars & pots- It really is an action packed poem, but yet so still…. Nice contradiction!
Your words are utterly captivating, Grace. I love what you've brought to this shape...lovely tone...quiet joyfulness.
ReplyDeleteWonderful images. Love it.
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