Spring

I want to be out of doors breathing deep
from blue skies.
I want to roll in the dew-soaked spring grass
like horses do.
And puppies.
I want to grab the wind with tremulous hands
and never let go.
I want to step across mountain tops
and wade in the deepest seas.
I want to sing siren songs and play bathtub games
with little toy ships
that come toddling by.
I want to reach for the heavens
all the while holding to the dear earth.
I want to live histories and learn the knowledge
of all ages.
I want to be. . .

 

 

Reviews

[Solst Rapture]

I want to be! I want to be wise, or wiser. I'd like to know where that truth lay, or where destiny hides out. I'd like to feel accompanied even when my company knows my attention is waning. Most of all I'd like my integrity back. I'd like that smile that is offered from the core to never fade away, to never feel ashamed.

I have nowhere to turn, so I am back to these words of mine that have caused so much trouble throughout my time. Someone said to me recently, in anonymous text, " You're a do good'er mother f****r with a penchant that has thwarted my every attempt at Evil, so far...' Well, that makes me quite happy...for evil ought to be thwarted. I didn't even recognize evil before I began to write. In fact I knew very little about lot's of things. These words of yours that you have so kindly given to us reminds me once again of the beauty that is upon me, but which I feel belongs to some time else. I want to be there of course, but I seem to be viewing it all from a safe distance, avoiding the intensity of lust brought on by the thoughts of sitting under a willow tree with a woman I haven't met yet, learning more than I ever new possible. This poem inspires me to care to know people, not just the world. It keeps me from hiding away in fear. All I hope for now over anything else is to find that willow tree.

[KUFU]

Spring. Hmmm, I think of re-birth. This work is indeed light. I find it very playful. The images you created in my mind as I read were those of my own imaginings. Those fanciful daydreams I had as a kid...and still have to this day...are brought into vivid dreamscapes via your poem.

[Robert Luna]

I love spring time it is one of my favorite seasons comes a close second to fall. I love the colors both seasons bring and the change in weather and temperatures. You made me long to be outside under the blue skies and watch the leaves bloom in the trees over head.


Well DOne!!!!!!!

[Rain]

A librarian ? :) jk. You have such a plain down home style that is profound and inspiring to read. Another great piece. Rain..

[Phibby Venable]

i thought i had already commented on this. it is so beautiful, each image holds a passionate longing feel.
I especially love holding the wind..a very fine piece here!!

[Kelly Scheppers]

Emily, this reads as beautifully as your name!

My best,
Kelly

[E. M. Murren]

Ah... the wonder of rebirth. You have defined it beautifully. Really enjoyable piece... looking forward to the Equinox myself. Have a great evening.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

You capture the very essence of spring here with a sense of rebirth and new life. I thoroughly enjoyed this. I'm a sucker for nature. :-)

[AK]

We call it "cabin fever" here in Alaska. Everybody get's impatient with winter and cannot wait to start outdoor activities again. This is more than that though, this is impatient for a different freedom.

[John Stussy]

Captivating little piece. I love it, to be honest. It captures that season very well, and I am ready to let winter go lol.

"I want to roll in the dew-soaked spring grass
like horses do.
And puppies."

Made me think of my dog. She is right outside lol, I can see her from here. Reading these lines made me look at her and remember when we actually lived in a grassy area.

[Jenny Davis]

Yes, I want to be too. It's always lovely to think this way :)