Hi Everyone,
As the flowers start to bloom and I hear the quite hum of spring rain, I cannot help but let my creative side also bloom with nature…So I thought I would start a Spring collaboration with all of you. Like previous collaborations, I will start off and you can add your piece in the comments, I will be posting them in the order they come and listing the contributor at the end of the piece. You can check out some previous collaborations, here is a link to one of them to get an idea of how it works: https://forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com/2014/06/07/calling-all-poetscreative-minds-writing-letters-by-the-moonlight/. This will be open for one month so till midnight on May 3rd. I hope to see many lovely contributions!
The cool spring breeze
puts the heart at ease
as you lay under sunshine
drifting
after quiet rain
A sniff of the air
And I know
That we have seen
The last of the snow
Even the rain
Must make me glad
For it’s liquid
Which can’t be bad
During the winter
I thought one thing
Eventually it’d end
And come to Spring!
Season variations, all seems new and yet certain things remain the same ,
the pendulum and its cycle define what supposedly differ through time…
and beyond it.
Is is spring which carries joyful rebirth or is just winter that postpone its withdrawal?.
A budd, a snowflake, a yellow leaf, a sunny day.
Seasoning seasons, just successive symbols that would never dare to change.
Spring has sprung
the next chapter has begun
my heart opening to life
letting go of strife
~
why is the path so hard to see
hunting for the magic key
ever wanting to be free
when really I only need be me
Miracle of blooms
inspire universally,
new season welcomed
Solar Emporium
I fly across space
to flow above your horizon
and smile down
on your shores,
strips of sandy collars
buttoned up tightly
to the neck
of the oceans that span
the globe.
I warmed the air,
and birthed the wind,
that carried birds,
with their musical voices,
who rose above
the coastal mountain ranges.
I crested the majestic peaks
to banish the cold shadows
that clung to their feet
in valleys beyond.
I saw the birds dance
among green fields
that I gave life to,
as dragonflies took flight
darting back and forth
faster than the eye
could follow.
I witnessed it all
and I kept moving.
Through the interior
bringing all of the bands
of my light
for you to use to measure
what you know as day.
Behind me lay
an indifferent frigid
mask worn by
deep woods
that dot the landscape
and harbor myths
to frighten children
with a measure of truth
contained in the stories
that arrived in my wake.
Where the eyes struggle
to keep in perspective
the distances between
or beyond them.
When I soar just
a little farther from you
to share my warmth
with far away parts
of this galaxy,
you light fires
in pale imitation of me,
and rub your hands,
thinking you have
conquered winter.
Until I rise again
to begin anew
this cycle
you hope is endless,
as do I.
I saw the light brighten
The days lengthen
I saw flowers bloom
Fragrant in colours bright
I saw the awakening
The end of sleep.
I heard joyful birdsong
Sweet melody
The rustle of fresh leaves
Warm wind whistling
I heard the laughter
Of children at play
I felt the chill ebb away
The sun rising high
I felt the morning dew
On lush green grass
I felt life surge through
My feet from the earth
I smelt the new breeze
The taste on my tongue
Of sweet spring water
I smelt the earth opening
Flowering, pushing, blossoming
Senses alive.
I rested in solitude and peace
In a quiet, sunny glade
Remembering winter past
Delighting in the present
Earth and grass upon my back
And flowers all around
Delight Transcending
Like Liquescent Lark Song
Inspiring the Heart
When Daytide is gone
Whispers of Lavender
Hush of Sweet Calm
Springtime Descending
Oh Most Welcome Balm
Contributors
Neha: forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com
Trent: trentsworldblog.wordpress.com
Aquileana: aquileana.wordpress.com/
Brad: writingtofreedom.wordpress.com
Lauren: lscotthoughts.com
M. Zane Mclellan: thepoetrychannel.wordpress.com
Robert: robertjepson.wordpress.com
Morgan: booknvolume.wordpress.com