4.21.2015

Up With the Storm

Springtime storm-child
bed-bright dream
light
thundering thicket
bare-branched apple trees
wizening toward
earth
run for all you’re worth
collapse in a cloud huddle
here I’ll hold you

#21 of 30 poems in April! Shared on The Tuesday Platform in the Imaginary Garden.

13 comments:

  1. This is so tight and lyrical. Fun to read. It happened yesterday here with hailstones. I the term love bed-bright dream,

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  2. Oh Marian... this is so touching and beautiful..! :D
    Loved it!
    xoxo

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  3. Mesmerizing. I like how this much feeling was packed in a little suitcase. Great poem!

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  4. Lovely, lovely springtime appletree dance!

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  5. You're on a roll during poetry month!

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  6. You're on a roll during poetry month!

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  7. I love "collapse in a cloud huddle".

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  8. Wonderful.. The spring is not just gentle but harsh and bare as well.

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  9. Collapse in a cloud huddle....love that. Such a beautiful piece inspired by stormy spring.

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  10. What more can a mother give her child than a vision of a perfect childhood moment. What more does a child want than a mother to she h/her happy?

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