when all flowers have withered
black-smothered by north wind
when all leaves have fluttered
brown-speckled to cold soil
promise me
you will still sing with gusto
& dance with light-feet beats
keep your edges
but remain gentle as rain
& nourish moon-seeds of spring
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Loving this, Grace. From time-centered "whens" with beautiful imagery, to the promise. And, for me, use of the word edges which I think of as sharp, juxtaposed to gentleness is brilliant.
ReplyDeleteYour end of road is a joyful place to be, Grace, where there is singing ‘with gusto’ and dancing ‘with light-feet beats’ and ‘moon-seeds of spring’.
ReplyDeleteThis is exquisitely woven, Grace! I love the image of "moon-seeds of spring." 😍😍
ReplyDeletewhat a wonderful wish for a promise - it reads like fluttering leaves
ReplyDeleteI feel the sincerity of the plea in your words.
ReplyDeleteI love those moon-seeds... spring will come one day.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely construction, so romantic, and the meaning underneath very nicely done, I must say.
ReplyDeleteI love the sentiments in your poem, Grace!
ReplyDeleteI like this. From the first words, it brough thoughts of autumn, my favorite season.
ReplyDeleteSimply lovely.
ReplyDelete"keep your edges
ReplyDeletebut remain gentle as rain "
I like this phrase. To me this speaks of centered strength with compassion toward others. Nature is always showing me the way forward. I loved the whole poem.
Yes Grace. Keep your edges, but remain as gentle as rain. I love that line 🥰
ReplyDeleteGrace, this has to be so rich. Gusto got me, lightfeets laughing, and the gentle rain, which we are sorely missing. This poem is nourishing. -Eric Erb
ReplyDeletei am singing for the return of spring
ReplyDeletegentle as can be wonderful quadrille
"keep your edges
ReplyDeletebut remain gentle as rain
& nourish moon-seeds of spring"
The ending is very beautiful. :)
Beautifully written, Grace. The promise of spring is very sweet indeed.
ReplyDeleteThat person you describe? How I am to be! Gentle, with gusto, keeping my edge. I LOVE your wonderful quadrille.
ReplyDeleteSimply a beautiful poem, Grace...
ReplyDeleteMoving. "promise me you will still sing with gusto" speaks of going on, of hope, through pain.
ReplyDeleteThis is such beautiful, balanced writing, Grace. The "moon-seeds of spring" is a great contrast to "black smothered" at the beginning. I love how there's hope throughout, especially in your final words.
ReplyDeleteGrace, your poem beautifully captures the resilience of hope and the nurturing spirit, making it a true delight to read!
ReplyDeleteMuch love,
David
https://skepticskaddish.com/
This is so beautiful, Grace. It lifted my spirits. Thank you.
ReplyDeletePat
Nicely evocative poem and I like the use of kenning here.👏
ReplyDeleteI love "moon-seeds of spring'.
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