To Melanie
By Richard L. Provencher
Thu, 15 Apr 2010
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A little finger reaches out
its life-force
gentle to the touch
try me on for size,
I’m little & like
being loved.
You are the parents I long for –
I am the child of
your dreams.
And in the hills beyond, dark
clouds
quietly recess into the
far corners
of the world
a new call crosses with the wind –
a bugle sounds
the arrival
of a kind smile upon the face of
many
summers to come.
© Richard L. Provencher
first published 1986 Green Valley Publishing
The North American Poetry Review
Albia, IA, USA
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new Richard
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Richard L.Prov;
Well,welcome back hope your well
missed all your great poems,and stories.
"Melanie"
first stanza great,I like it all.
A little finger reaches out
its life- force
gentle to the touch
try me more size,
I'm little
and like being loved
excellent.
Our Editor Tony is a grandad again,great
a baby girl,now you may know.
julie xx take care.
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love the delicate imagery of
Permalink Submitted by maggyvaneijk on
love the delicate imagery of this poem
"...dark
clouds
quietly recess into the
far corners
of the world" - my favourite.
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