there is something

there is something

A Poem by Emily B

there is something

about the sudden warmth of spring

that makes me ache

to be barefoot in new grass

 

the urge of water splashing

over quiet rocks

is an invitation

I can't resist

 

it was only a split second

thought

but you knew

that I would do it

© 2011 Emily B


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We have so much snow here, in the mountains, that I don't know when the spring runoff will warm and slow enough for me to be able to soak my feat, but you have me wanting to test the waters. It hit in the seventies today, and the local news is talking about flooding...And all I can think of is how nice the warmth feels...And flowers, we had six inches of snow last week, and flowers poking up this week. I hope mother nature is trying to tell us something...

Great Write Emily!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 13 Years Ago


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. there is something exquisite and amazingly special about you ...
. maybe you are a miracle and that's what it is ... :) ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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spring with its new life who can resist? spring springs eternal. i once new someone that knew .they were a help to me most of the time.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I go out of my way to walk barefoot on Zoysia grass. The thick mat feels wonderful on my bare soles. You capture well the carefree feeling of spring. Kudos!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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An almost casted affair of emotion ad turmoil, a loving hand never breaks away as they say, well written, good prose.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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if you can't run through new grass, then what is the point? this makes me think of the cover of your book. i have always wondered if those were your feet standing on the rocks.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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oh yes to feel the grass anew barefoot...simple sensations of spring...love the image of water splashing over quiet rocks...this uplifts and inspires...as does spring...wonderful...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Smiles. I imagined that would be exactly that kind of woman. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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That leap of faith. A bit overwhelming but almost always rewarding. Glad, am I.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Leaping Emily got some on me,
cool and refreshing write
................................((((((kerplunk))))))

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Emily B

Richmond, KY



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