The Tender Buds of April

This is stunning Tina, I really enjoyed. So many beautiful images and the last stanza finishes perfectly.

Beeme xx

My thanks to you, Beeme.

Spring, in these parts, seems to have been short-lived - with that easterly wind cooling things down again, for today, at least.

Glad you liked;-)

Tina XX

New-Silver-spun-sand
Really beautiful nature poem
Stanza for me.
Reaches out to touch it-
pulling it close;cups it
in her hands,as a mother
cups the rose petal cheeks
of a newly sprung daughter.
I can see it all.
The images are explosive!.
Our Tulips are bursting out.
Wind knocks over daffodils
All budding from last year,amazing.
julie xx

A perfect poem for Spring. Reminded me slightly of e.e. cummings poem, "somewhere i was never travelled gladly beyond." The imagery is a combination of erotic and tender which provides a nice contrast.

I did wish it to be longer and perhaps a bit more erotic... incorporating perhaps her first sexual experience with the coming of Spring, wishing it would come sooner.

Some critics say that the house symbolizes the human soul in the poems and stories of Edgar Allen Poe and the stories and poems of Alexander Pushkin.

In e.e. cummings, it is the flower that symbolizes "feminine" soul, is it not?

It is a very wonderful poem you've written here.

Julie, thank you so very much. Glad you enjoyed and I am more than grateful you told me so;-)

Tina

Thank you so very much, Steve.

I agree totally with your take on e.e. cummings and certainly, Edgar Allen Poe. I am not so familiar with Pushkin, so I must certainly rectify that.

By the way, I have just read your 'Spring' poem, recently posted and I was literally 'bowled over' by it.

Thanks once again for your highly valued comments and I am glad you enjoyed the poem;-)

Tina

I really like the use of "madder pink", my magnolia is still waiting for that "tardy spring", lovely poem.

Thanks, Shirley. My magnolia is called 'Susan' and we are still waiting for her to burst forth too;-)

Glad you enjoyed and thanks for telling me. Have a good week.

Tina x

Yet another wonderful bloom from the garden of your imagination.

David xx

David, you have such a way with words. Did anyone ever tell you?:-)

Thank you;-)

Tina xx

This is a lovely piece, Tina! Truly the embodiment of spring - however late it may be this year ;) Love the beautiful imagery - especially in the last stanza! Well done!

Magic xxx

Thanks so much, Magic. Glad you enjoyed;-)

Tina xxx

"'Her tree' – she called it,
the one overhanging the window
of her first-floor, one-room flat.

For weeks now, it had been
in bud, but a nagging, easterly wind
made it reluctant to blossom.

A magnolia, with its promise
of explosive, madder-pink blooms
as big as a saucer.

But, no show...until today,
when a tardy spring breezes in.

She draws back her curtains –
flings wide the windows;
the humid air of morning
deepening its scent.

A flower, in all its splendour,
finally opens, bursting free
from its bondage.

Reaches out to touch it –
pulling it closer; cups it
in her hands, as a mother
cups the rose petal cheeks
of a newly-sprung daughter."
This is what I liked in this one. :)
I don't have anything else to say.
Vidit

Life is a gift; Living it is a choice.

This is an absolutely beautiful poem. I love the imagery and the picture it painted on my mind. Annette

I think you said it all, Vidit. And I thank you;-)

Tina

Annette - you painted a wonderful picture in my mind too. I appreciate your words, very much.

Tina

Steve - sorry I missed this one.

So glad you appreciated this poem with its deeper meaning. Show don't tell, don't they say. But I guess it all depends if 'they' have eyes to see, but you most certainly have.

With this in mind, and that enlightening quote from e.e. cummings, I may very well do as you suggest. Poems have a life of their own, wouldn't you agree?

Many thanks for your inspired words.

Tina

Yet another stunning piece, Tina. I don't know how you do it but I'm glad. Our magnolia is getting ready for the cooler months, unfortunately. We were lucky though as it bloomed a number of times this year.

You make me (and many others I've no doubt) more than envious, Dynamaso;-) We get once a year flowers on them...if we're lucky that is.

So pleased you liked this one and I really appreciate your telling me. It's always so good to hear from you;-)

Hope you have a good week.

Tina

Oh, you'd hate to hear then that we just got a last minute blooming of the two frangipani in our back garden (we have the standard yellow and a beautiful pink blush one).

Hope you have a good week too. :)

Well done on the cherry Tina, more than deserved.

Beeme xx

Dynamaso - I can only hazardous a guess at how wonderful their scent must be. Maybe you could try sending some over the airwaves;-) One day, perhaps.
And yes, I am even more green with envy now...but I do love hearing about all the exotic plants, etc. that grow in your neck of the wood. The stuff, my dreams for sure, are made of.

Tina;-)

Beeme - you are so lovely;-) Thank you, and may I just say to you, many, many congratulations on yours;-) I loved Shirley's suggestion about the stanzas and it really works so very well. The icing on an already delicious cake;-)

Tina xx

Blooming marvelous, heaven scent! Needs more than one reading, I feel.

Chris XXX

Blooming marvellous, yourself, Chris;-)

Glad you enjoyed and thank you kindly for telling me.

Tina XXX

Julie - many thanks. Have a good week;-) and some warm sunshine, hopefully.

Tina xx

new Silver-spun-sand
well done on the cherry!
great poem, "The Tender Buds Of April"
The word daughter made me think?
Am I right..
julie xx

Yes, Julie. And I feel blessed because of your intuition. Many thanks.

Tina xxx

One of the most tender, touching pieces I ever read. This is why I love y0our poetry. You take any theme, topic or idea and bring out its emotion through the words in your poetry. Surprisingly, not a lot of poets are able to do that well. Thank you for sharing this poem with us.

Nathan.

Nathan, you are more than welcome;-) My thanks to you for your words and for reading.

Tina xox