"I Guess It Isn't Spring..."

It isn't is it...

“I Guess It Isn’t Spring…”

 

I don't think life

was ever simple...

nor moments unkempt

by less intent.

 

I spoke with the moon

…of liquid fire

and frost-toned cheeks -

and daylight answered.

 

The earth’s silence;

so smooth

slick -

the satin breath of wind’s chill

the clouds paused,

I almost…

Almost knew.

 

The clink of ice -

each chunk of another falling

shard of tomorrows’ moments

held so close until fingers numbed

by life

couldn’t breathe.  No less

did the sunlight’s kiss

reach shadowed lips as

my eyes closed the stare

I stood lost within.

 

“…hello…” is such a small,

unanswered sound when it’s YOUR voice

holds the silence found

as you await tones that circle

the entire world

before falling unheard into the mire

of …now.

 

“…I guess it isn’t

Spring…”

 

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Spring always gives me hope. There's life all around us, emerging from a once frozen ground. It makes me feel invincible, like I could write forever.

"The earth’s silence; so smooth
slick -
the satin breath of wind’s chill
the clouds paused,
I almost…
almost knew."

I wish you many springs, Chris...with poetry that gives me pause to sigh.


My best,
Kelly

[Chris]

Thanks Kell... left a smile.

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

I don't know where you reside, but it's spring here ;).

I think that spring doesn't necessarily has to be something shown and observed by outer conditions, but more the feeling you have inside of you. And even though spring is right in front of you, something is missing to make it truly the spring it is. That someone rather.

[J. J. Nightingale]

No snow in sight here, birds gather to feed
I can't remember a better Spring ..
And it isn't even officially here

I talk to birds, now and then
Wonder 'bout nature and God
And apple blossom's reason
But mostly give thanks
For reaching another season

I did enjoy your words...

Jazz

[~]

Ohhh :( I hope that spring will indeed come blasting through the windows of your ears and let in that fresh breeze of her voice. Loved the imagery!

[Chris]

Hi skittles... glad you smiled.

[Valentine]

You must have been outside the same times I was . One night the moon was so bright and looked reddish. Then the next days the sun was so bright in a clear blue sky. Towards evening, a few clouds formed giving the setting sun the look of going over a mountain. Then I woke up to find snow and no spring, darn it. I loved this write. [Favorites list] Valentine

[Chris]

thank you Kathie...

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The coming of spring, a tantalizing anticipation of which you've capture brilliantly

[olla]

and there it is.. that which makes what ever spring we have taste so much sweeter.. so much more predacious..