Full Spate.

 

Full Spate

 

In this enlightened age
the nearer I come to my final
breath the brighter sun
looks when it rises each day
and the fiercer tumble
green waves to break on a beach
bleached to more silver
than I can remember seeing.

Louder each feathered song,
extra vivid flowers bloom under
much bluer sky, ultra
intense howls a storm as it
thunders thru' landscape
renting and lashing with wilder
squalls of cleansing rain.
Waking to view combinations
as morning in full spate,
expresses intenser fascination
seems to make senses
the keener to join joy's exultation
for nature's beauty,
and glory in new ways of viewing
with wonder's sensation.

Just being alive is enough if love
lights the day for when
closer draws ending seems greater
the need to peer again
and hear how earth's ready music   
vibrates so gracefully. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

my parents were married 70 years...as they moved into their 90's it seemed they appreciated each day with each other more and more...
and they seem to find little things in life were the big things.
I think poets appreciate nature in a way others might seem to neglect...but even as we get older, as i get older...I appreciate each moment of existence more and more.

I like the earth's music....and i listen carefully...
j.

[Fay Slimm]

Jacob many thanks for sharing with us your parents outlook on life and each other - they were certainly a fine example of marriage relationship - - appreciating each moment is especially vital in the quest for a happier existence.

[Neville]

I understand entirely where the inspiration for this little gem came from.. the love of life itself and love and poetry.....

[Fay Slimm]

You would be right in your assessment dear friend - thank you ever so for the visit and read and welcome review of my few lines.

[Neville]

pleasure...

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Beautifully written, Fay.
I like the content of this piece.
It sounds to me like the older we get, the more insight and experience we'll have about life.

[Fay Slimm]

Very true Kay - we have perhaps more time to really look and listen to nature. Thank you so much for your in-put to my few words on growing older.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

The pleasure is mine, Fay.

[Rhayne]

Seems as we grow older, the world slows down a bit, or maybe it's us. In any case, the older I grow the more aware of my surroundings I become. It's like seeing for the first time what's been there all the time. What seems to be new to me, is old to someone else and what's new to them is old to me. I find I want to take time to listen to the Earth and her vibes: the way the ground shakes under thunder or a crashing wave. Her music; the sound of wind rounding the corner of my house, a bird's song in the night, the dancing rain. Her performances; silent lightning streaking across the sky at night, double rainbows that touch each end of the horizon, trout seeming to swim in place until they jump, a bee investigating new life. I never took the time or had the time to notice these things in their true selves, only that they existed and then were gone. I've noticed that I want to spend that time with my children that I didn't get to when they were younger and work invaded our lives. I sit back and watch them go where I've already been. It makes me laugh when they do exactly how I did when they criticized me for it. Getting old isn't so bad. You see more and appreciate it.
I love how you've flowed all these thoughts together to make it realized how worth living is.

[Fay Slimm]

Rhayne thank you for this wonderful resumé of how life becomes more precious as years go by - how true that it's like seeing for the first time the many things we have taken for granted before....... I really appreciate your visit and in-put to my little poem on getting older.