Monday, April 22, 2019
spring rain
may it be
your laughter
that greets me
wide-eyed as ruby-cherise petals
opening their faces to
spring rain
storming dry garden with dewdrops
scent of magnolia, chorus of robins, owls hooting
from the distance
every morning
may it be
(you)
eternally in spring time
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by Merrill Smith. This is a 44 word post, with the chosen word, RISE.
On the occasion of my sister's first death anniversary. Rest in Eternal Peace.
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This is wonderful plea... there has to be someone (you) when spring is as lovely as you describe with your compound nouns...
ReplyDeleteOh so sweet and heartfelt. This piece is so wonderful in so many ways; memory has risen, like Spring. When you identify your sister, it becomes even more poignant.
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is just so lovely. I'm sure your sister is reading your words and smiling.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Grace, and I love how you’ve hidden the prompt word in the petals!
ReplyDeleteSo gentle and beautiful--like a song of remembrance for your sister in the spring.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! ~RuthScribbles
ReplyDeleteIt's consoling to believe that we all go back to beauty.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is so tender and loving for your sister. So hard, but to remember her in all the signs of Spring, is healing.
ReplyDeleteA lovely, sensitive poem. (I admit, were it not for Kim, I couldn't find the key word, you'd hidden it so cleverly!)
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet,gentle expression of love for your sister. "may it be you"...this is beautiful, Grace. (((Hugs)))
ReplyDeleteA heartfelt poem...a cherished memory scented with love.
ReplyDeleteI love those first three lines especially.
ReplyDeleteLove this description of spring!
ReplyDeleteThis lovely and heartfelt, Grace
ReplyDeleteMay your sister be in the eternal garden...
A good remembrance. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletePat
I love your take on this prompt! Love rising every morning!
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNice last stanza.
ReplyDeleteThis is filled with love.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful an deeply moving. I love how evoke the senses here as you meditate on the sense of loss.
ReplyDeleteI know that feeling well. Some spring blooms remind me of my mother. *hugs*