Thursday, December 08, 2011

Flourish




Flourish

Ducks ripple the pond
this wet April morning
the blue heron
rises from the mist
a lone turkey
struts the field
and the grass
green as Ireland

Alone I reap the years
when I squandered
my bankroll of compassion
guarded my solitude with fangs

No one to fling his arm
round my neck
draw me close
No one to share words
in coffee steam
no your shirt is misbuttoned
comb your hair
where are the keys

Turn it all around
begin again

Wrens fly from nest to worm
squirrels chitter and chase
I press seeds into soil


a bit off season but there you go

16 comments:

Cris, Artist in Oregon said...

Sounds like you are looking for new beginnings. Which is what spring means to me. A chance to do it better next time. Well thats my take on this.

Mim said...

oh it's lovely to see that flower and read your poem

Mystic Meandering said...

Love it Suki - keeping the light alive in these darkened days; reminding us all to "begin again" - and again...

I love this line - "guarded my solitude with fangs." :) Maybe that's what I need - some fangs...

Robin said...

I am so there with you...in feeling all that you have written.... sigh...

But, here's hoping this Winter will be warmer - in every way...hope and friends keep the heart warm and strong.

Love to you and Bibs,

♥ Robin ♥

louciao said...

The misbuttoned shirt and uncombed hair going unremarked by caring eyes...poignant and true.

kj said...

'i press seeds into soil'

through it all, suki, through the lonliness of it all, you end with hope, with working the soil, with growth. that says alot about you.

you write beautifully. i am glad to know you.

kj

~Babs said...

This is great writing no matter the season!

regret
melancholia
hope
It's all there,I love it.

The flowers make me think of Texas Bluebonnets.So beautiful.

Lynn said...

So many feelings poured out in these lines
each word a flower
blossoming open
wide
revealing past and present
and future
all rolled into one!

Lisa at Greenbow said...

Spring does bring new beginnings. Don't wait for spring though.

Katiejane said...

I can so relate to these words.

Annie said...

Suki, This is beautiful and sad.
I still guard my solitude, but perhaps not as much as in the past.
xoxo

Katiejane said...

Suki, have you ever read Simple Abundance, by Sarah Ban Breathnach? It's an old book, but one I found invaluable when I was at my lowest. Maybe it would help you. Just thinking. I still have my old copy and I refer to it often. It helps me to stay on track.

Marion said...

There's melancholy and regret...but also hope, Suki. I love this poem. You write in a manner which makes me think of how and who I am.

Lovely to be reminded of the spring and new beginnings...xx

sukipoet said...

katie i have read that book. thank you.

and thank you to everyone who has commented. your comments make my heart sing.

Blue Sky Dreaming said...

Beautifully written and again ending with seeds and hope...a touch of spring!

PeaceGardenSu said...

huh... i tried to post , but it didn't show up-- so will try again... (to repeat)

Bloom on, dear soloflower, amidst your garden of friends... <3 Susan