i bloom as lilac
in mid-may, magenta-pink
lush & heady as honey
dew drops from mid-
night rain
lingers on clumps of pastel stems-
i twine this bouquet
of pear & apple fruit flowers,
violet iris blooms-
all gifts from late spring & sunshine
on my hair
as seasons change
so do i
an iteration, not perfect as star-
fish nor crazy as bouncing cart-
wheels, but moving forward
yellowing as wild dandelions-
greening as soft tendrils of vegetables-
because i can -
dance <between words> under the moon-
light
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics on Compound Words, hosted by Lillian. Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST. Thank you for your comments.
This is so beautiful, Grace.
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“magenta-pink
lush & heady as honey”
“i twine this bouquet”
“an iteration, not perfect as star-
fish nor crazy as bouncing cart-
wheels, but moving forward”
... and all the way through to the end
Ah Grace.....I knew with your style of poetry writing that you would do beautiful things with this prompt! And you have indeed. Please, may I have one of your beautiful bouquets so delectably described in stanza two?
ReplyDeleteWow! This is gorgeously rendered, Grace! I especially admire this part; "as seasons change/so do i an iteration, not perfect as star-fish nor crazy as bouncing cart-wheels, but moving forward."💝💝
ReplyDeleteOooh Grace, apologies. That anonymous commet at 3:06 PM is me....lillian. Don't know why it shows up as anonymous!
ReplyDeletebecause i can -
ReplyDeletedance under the moon-
light
Ooh, I just love that, Grace. This is such a delightful poem.
Aww, I love the sense of liberation..."because I can"...yes! So many lovely images, Grace.
ReplyDeleteTime and colour make your melange, and all that we feel...and we feel , this is not a painting described, but alive, and as you say, you change with it..beautiful..
ReplyDeleteI love the opening verse with the lilacs in bloom. They smell heavenly this time of year. Wonderful use of compound words.
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done, Grace.
ReplyDeleteYou paint such a beautiful verse, Grace, the compound words used so well!
ReplyDeleteYour poem feels like a bouquet!
ReplyDelete"an iteration, not perfect as star-
ReplyDeletefish nor crazy as bouncing cart-
wheels."
Your closing stanza is perfect.
ReplyDeleteWOW beautiful! the last verse my favourite
ReplyDeletemuch💛love
Perfection, Grace!
ReplyDeleteas seasons change
ReplyDeleteso do i
an iteration, not perfect as star-
fish nor crazy as bouncing cart-
wheels, but moving forward
What a lovely stanza!
Hey, we both had lilacs in our poems this time. As you say, it may not be perfect, but it doesn't have to be--that was never the point, was it?
ReplyDeleteMy first impression of this was the lushness of nature and its expressions, and then the way the narrator dances through the whole, not just between words, but in every line, one with it, "..as seasons change/so do i.." -- moving as one with a sense of love for what surrounds her, and also enables her. Or so I read. A beautiful and grace-full poem, to coin another compound word.
ReplyDeletePerfect!
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