Thursday, May 2, 2019

One spring day




morning mist  
bridal veils of white   
rain hymns on my cheeks

skirt me emerald green
with thumbs so new
dewdrops slip from my crown-


robe me blue
deep shade of lake
pregnant with reverence


slipper this path-
dash of yellow tulips & whiff of
pink magnolias

and I'll spin

in the jar:
birdsongs, cotton stars
and sun-roasted spice






                                               Blue-eyed wild flower, Riverwood


Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- OpenLinkNight, Hosted by Lillian Hallberg. Join us with a poem when the pub doors open at 3pm.  Thanks for the visit.

18 comments:

  1. All of the beauty and joy of spring is in this poem! Yay!

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  2. I so much love the way you have verbed the nouns in this... this sounds like a queen being dressed by spring.

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  3. Really an excellent job of verbing several noun; skirt can also be a verb--isn't English fun? I really like what Bjorn said about a queen being attired by Spring, like a hand maiden.

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  4. Magical use of colours, Grace, and beautiful images. I especially enjoyed ‘bridal veils of white / rain hymns on my cheeks’ and ‘deep shade of lake / pregnant with reverence’. I could do with some of that sun-roasted spice!

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  5. I like the side rhymes and love the stanza starting with "slipper this path..."

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  6. Sounds like a good idea. A real spring dance.

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  7. Absolutely beautiful, Grace. Verbifying sublime!

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  8. Nice lines: "robe me blue
    deep shade of lake"

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  9. The beauty of spring, captured in one poem, like a faerie tale. One could that it happens, all the time.

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  10. The perfect Spring day! How beautiful! I wonder if I will soon see one. If not, I still have your poem!

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  11. The opening stanza is a fantastic and beautiful metaphor, and your choice of verbs is creative and memorable. I love this!

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  12. Love the "rain hymns on my cheeks", Grace. This is spring in all her riotous glory, overwhelming the senses!

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  13. Your images are wonderful... bridal veils of white and dew drops dripping of your crown...

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  14. The beauty of spring, for sure, and nature is definitely pregnant this time of year, too! I love: "bridal veils of white
    rain hymns on my cheeks"

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  15. I thought this poem was exquisite ❤️ I read it, and reread it several times and loved it more each time ��

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  16. What a lush and lusty whitl of Spring you conjured up in this Grace... I loved thus read... WEEEEEEE!

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  17. Spring days with bird song and new growth is a wonderful thing, indeed. Beautiful poem.

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