Thaw by a wonderful artist Elisabetta Trevisan with the Toadies.
let
me lay upon warm earth and feel
its
life revive my winter hardened soul,
while
you
warm
the waters where I will splash
my
restless feet in The Pond,
refreshingly
allow
me to inhale the nectar,
with
windows wide open, of air so pure,
as
I joyfully
replace
snow shovels with trowels and rakes
that
I may turn over and enrich the soil,
finally
thawing
this iced and cold landscape
where
I may walk barefoot once more,
giggling
when
tickling
these ears with the sweet song
of
spring peepers singing from the marshes,
savouring
senses
enticed with your sensuous fragrances
from
the garden with its bounty of flora,
weaving
a garland
of
crocus, snowdrops and ivy plaited in my golden hair,
all
the while
Marjan
Mozetich's “Affairs of The Heart”
wafts
on the breeze, enlightening my own heart.
come
quickly, I yearn for thee...Thaw
Perfect for a winter day..
ReplyDeleteO to dream of spring Michelle, have faith it will arrive.
DeleteAs I gaze out my window full of snow, I yearn for spring to come with its bounty of flora, weaving a garland in my golden hair ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for your lovely spring words for Real Toads ~ Happy weekend ~
You're welcome Grace and Thank You! for such a wonderful artist to write for.
ReplyDeleteYou've painted this warmth and thaw so vividly...*sigh* there's nothing like that first fresh breeze and surge of sun to invigorate again. Lovely work, Cheryl!
ReplyDeleteI was dreaming of spring, thanks Hannah
DeleteWhat a richly evocative ode to the long-awaited thaw!
ReplyDeleteThank you Kerry, I could have rambled more :)
DeleteWhat is spring if not this purest remembrance and invocation of it? You got to to the soul of the image.
ReplyDeleteThank you Brendan, spring memories, ahhhh
DeleteI tried to work with this picture, but could not get it. You though have captured Thaw!
ReplyDeleteI had been looking at garden porn during an ice storm, how fitting this challenge popped up, thanks Robyn!
Deletethis poem and picture are meant to be together
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Sam, as soon as I saw the gallery I knew that was mine mine mine :)
DeletePerfect title and beautiful thoughts in this work.
ReplyDeleteThanks you Debi
Delete'weaving a garland
ReplyDeleteof crocus, snowdrops and ivy plaited in my golden hair,
all the while ~ how vividly nice...and we got thaw today! Thank you for warm hues of your words :)
Wooo hoooooo thaw! I can't wait for it here hum
DeleteBeautiful. So much of the country longs for this right now.
ReplyDeleteAnd I have a thing for crocuses in poems, so extra points for that. ;)
oooooo crocuses too, they are such a harbinger of spring and can't wait for their colourful heads poking out of the white shite
DeleteIt has a refreshing feeling!
ReplyDeleteThank you Vandana, spring should be :)
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