Ten Things I Love...

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sat, 01 Aug 2015
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A walk in the park with my daughter...
two dogs in tow; the split second
I saw her sister looking back at me
through those same eyes...
 
a Red Kite, and its offspring
learning to fly – sailing, circling,
swooping in a summer sky.
 
The little girl next door, cradling
a  rather splendid chicken
in her arms... asking me, would I,
by chance, like to stroke it too...
 
the musicality of language;
the kink, the camber, the curve
the curl, of a capricious new word...
 
going out somewhere, just 
to come home...
 
the heavens mirrored in a creek;
 ‘the stars like clover at our naked feet’
 
sparks of static dancing in the dark;
the touch of skin of skin...
 
the whine of a jet, threading its way
through the slow, cool jazz 
of a lazy, Sunday morning...
 
the dawning of my world, soft 
and yawning,  beside me – albeit
hogging my pillow...
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Comments

Submitted by Bee on

Such an uplifting poem, Tina, and filled with appreciation of the simple things in life that remind us of so much more.

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

So glad you thought so, Bee. Many thanks for letting me knowsmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Gorgeous images, full of gentle drift.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Your thoughts, as ever, so very much appreciated.smiley

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on

Lovely, as ever, Tina: such a gentle touch painting the pictures so wel. 

Linda

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hi there, Linda.  Good of you to pop by and let me know you enjoyed.smiley

Tina

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

This is an endorphin rush, rejuvenating, mellow and soothing. You've captured the silver linings in glorious technicolor.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Gosh, Vera...thankssmiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Opening the soul to the wonders of life, is how I read your poem Tina.

Very much enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Appreciated the following particularly, Tina.
the musicality of language; the kink, the camber, the curve the curl, of a capricious new word...
going out somewhere, just to come home...
the heavens mirrored in a creek;  ‘the stars like clover at our naked feet’ and of course, the last verse!

Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thank you so much, Rhiannon, for taking the trouble to let me know you enjoyed this.  So much appreciatedsmiley

Tina