Spring (The Way It Was)A Poem by Patches I'm not so new anymore.Spring in the time of MythSpring ---(The Way It Was )
They were here, my liege, three of them. A gray, a chestnut, a palomino Centaurs all--- The Gray, his hair silver in the spring morning light----- A wise, cautious look in his emerald eyes.
The Chestnut, frisky, chasing butterflies. His beige mane bright and streaming, muscles aquiver as he stood in the soft spring sunlight tossing his neck side to side; attempting to free a Monarch entangled in his wind tousled mane
But oh the Palomino, golden! His white mane sparkling, water--- sheeting his flanks, reflecting Joseph’s coat of colors in shadow dappled stream. As Phoebus dancing between the trees Captured him in cage of slivered silver light,
The gentle spring breeze carried the scent of fresh bruised grass, lilacs and daisies as the two yearlings gambol about the flower dotted meadow. Feeling for the first time the latent power of muscle and bowstring taunt tendons yearning to be stretched.
Suddenly, swiftly, without warning a huge Roan thundered from the surrounding glade. Sweat gleaming like iridescent pearl drops on forelegs and chest. His auburn hair tangled in the wind of his passing
He galloped into the limpid stream, his flanks seemingly sheathed by gleaming greaves of bronze as he plunged hoof first the crystal waters causing droplets of sparking water to gleam like sapphires, rubies, golden amber and white diamonds as they flew into the air.
Yes, they were here milord, in the bright morning. Stay close sire, do you not hear? They approach, not noisily like Zeus’ thunderbolts flashing across the sky, but as noiseless as Artemis dappling leaves with shadowed silver from Her magic paint pot.
Listen lord as barely audible rustlings of soft zephyrs sigh through trees, stirring crickets who join the forest sounds with their evening hymn to Artemis. Arousing fairies whose ethereal lanterns light the dark beneath the trees like stars light the night sky.
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1 Review Added on April 9, 2012 Last Updated on April 9, 2012 AuthorPatches I'm not so new anymore.Westwego, LAAboutAmerican by birth Southern by the Grace of God. more..Writing
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