Girl with the Golden Hair

By Silver Spun Sand

Fri, 01 Aug 2014
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Tucks her shoulder-length hair
behind one ear as she bends
to prune a rose.  The scent
of grass – newly shorn;
of heady, binding jasmine
mingle with the smell
of pinewood smouldering
on some far-distant bonfire.
 
She supposes she might dally
by the mossy, yellow fountain
mounted on an orange-red
brick wall.  Listens to the water
as it trickles from the mouth
of a softly sculpted lion’s head
where lichen abounds.
 
Green and pink silk cushions
line the roughly sawn oak bench
where she sits and she dozes,
as orange-faced nasturtiums 
by the brown, shingle path
droop their drowsy heads
in the languor of a noonday sun,
and a Californian Lilac hangs
heavy with its blossom
of vermilion and gentian blue.
 
A handsome tabby-cat
stretches out beneath her feet,
as the sweet, heady perfume
of the Tuscan lemon tree
in its terracotta pot
fills the sultry air, while
soundly sleeps – the girl
with the golden hair.  Where
she goes to in her reverie –
no one, or thing , that lives
and breathes can follow, but
would that I were there.
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Silver Spun Sand Poems
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Love
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Comments

Submitted by Bee on

I love this visualisation - from her enjoyment of the beauty of nature to the cat giving itself up as a cushion for her feet as she sleeps. It feels so comforting to watch her in her peaceful place. 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Your words mean a lot to me as this was written for my daughter Andrea in her last summer, and today would have been her 46th birthday.

Her garden was always the place she could forget about mundane things - her bolt hole, and she loved it almost as much as her wee cat, called Eddiesmiley

Many, many thanks.

Tina

 

Submitted by Jewel Serpent on

Tina-

The thing about your poetry is that it sort of takes you back- to the place, to the time, the picture that you're painting. I think ABC is privileged to have you here. 

Another beautifully portrayed slice of time. Love it XD

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

My thanks to you, Jewelsmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

This is such a dreamy poem Tina,  reminds me of so many places I can only imagine going to in my imagination.

Thank you for taking me there.

Jenny.   wink

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

You are more than welcome, Jenny, and thanks for coming alongsmiley

Tina