Dandelions in the Wind

The cycles of the Earth.

With parchment, ink, and feather quill

I inscribe by fireside;

Power emanating from my pen,

Torrential thoughts flow

 

Violent whirlwinds rule the skies

A thunderous crashing from above;

Lightning flashes through cold clouds

Illuminating the dark valley

 

Earthquakes tremble beneath,

Dividing the ground

Shaping caverns, shattering stones,

Mountains reach the heavens

 

Flames rise, flickering in the mist,

Molten ashes flow in plumes of smoke;

Magma scorches damp soil,

Stealing leaves from trees

 

Soon, green grass replaces barren land

The moon becomes the sun

The sky feigns a gentle breeze;

Dandelions in the wind.

© 2013 Brianna Carlson

Author's Note

My first poem, but don't go easy!

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it does feel like that when we write...the earth moves...there are storms of passion, pain, joy...but in the end, we never notice anything other than the inspiration and the work we get so caught up in...
a poet's poem...

nice work...
and i'm not going easy...this is a nice blend of muse and nature.

[wynn]

You hit the nail on the head. Thank you very much!

[Chris]

Beginnings start somewhere... Welcome to WC.

You created a "World". I wonder what you'll do with it?

[wynn]

Thanks for the review! :)

[Chris]

Explorers find "new lands" to wander... I look forward to your "world".

[Chris C.]

Love it! So much power in the written word.

[wynn]

Thanks much! :)

[B-poet]

I love how you've articulated the essence of a gently breeze that has carried the remnants of a dandelion in the wind for all eyes to see. This a very unique, creative, and eloquent poem. Great work. :)

[wynn]

Thank you very much! I really appreciate the kind words!

[Criss ;)]

it's all based on your life, when you were writin' a piece with an ink n feature quill by fireside then what you were feelin' at the time about life, what you were seeein' around yourself, what you were feelin' when mist covered the flames, what you were hearin' form surround.....
what you have had to lose or to gain from this life alike a dandelion.....thats' what i got from you...you've dropped here a nice piece that has no comparison with new one's...

when i was readin' this piece i liked this
Soon, green grass replaces barren land
The moon becomes the sun
The sky feigns a gentle breeze;
Dandelions in the wind.....

here i found what you wanted to say, in the above one's you'd well expressed about nature...but in this one ........in your this endin' you just lost in the sky, wwind, i think your were tryin' to compare yourself with a"DANDELION"....isn't it....??????

what a great piece n i really loved this much as well....it's mornin' time here n you made me smile...you made me fresh by your this wonderful poem...you thought here in this poem as a well skilled writer...indeed......hope i'm gonna like your more ways...

welll penned...
Have this 99.8/100 :)

Have a nice writin'
Take care :)

[wynn]

Wow!

Thanks for the awesome review and the rating! I can't tell you how much I appreciate your commentary. I've always wanted to make someone's day with my writing. I'm also stoked to hear that you felt the same feelings that I felt when I wrote it. That's such a strange phenomenon.

Thanks again Criss. I hope you have a wonderful day!!

[Frieda P]

I adore poetry about poetry, add a touch of nature and you've got near perfection.

Love the last stanza, the moon becomes the sun...& dandelions in the wind, just lovely.

Wow, I just read this is your first poem you've written, you've got the fever and the polish, it shows...pen on my friend! Enjoy the journey.

[wynn]

Thank you so much! And it is becoming a wonderful journey! It's a great way to let your feelings out :)

[Frieda P]

Exactly, and cheaper than therapy. My pleasure :-)

[Dr. Wood ?]

I suppose we are all planting seeds with our creations...I understand the turbulence just as I understand the relief at having created something after the storm has subsided....Lovely last line...Great poem....

[wynn]

Thanks for the comments :) They really encourage me!

[Dr. Wood ?]

we all need a little of that..It is why we are on here...And like jacob before me..I wasn't going easy..I find it hard to critisise..I may therefore be in the wrong place...If I do not like a piece I just don't review

[zainul]

First poem written by me was lost for ever for its low quality.
But,your first poem is special.It has come to stay.
All elements of nature are on guard to keep it in place.
Maturity of the writer brought her that great honor.
Come with a curtain of dandelions next time.
Congratulations!!!

[wynn]

Thank you for the compliments! You are very nice.

[zainul]

You are most welcome,great writer :)

[dannyjhydrick]

You have certainly created a macrocosm with this poem, both with you fantastic use of imagery, solid tone, and rhythm! Very impressive! Keep it up!

[wynn]

Thanks much!

[Rita L. Sev]

The power of the pen, masterfully described in your poem! I love the frenzy followed by the calm. I also love that image of the dandelion at the end; a gentle breeze sends those seeds flying, to be seed for the next write, perhaps? Well done!

[Angi]

Love the seeds flying to seed the next writing, Rita. I missed that!

[wynn]

"a gentle breeze sends those seeds flying, to be seed for the next write, perhaps?"
I love this sentence. I am in the process of writing my second poem. Hopefully I can have it up by tonight. Thanks for the review! :)

[Melissa]

Hard not to go easy.. This is brilliant! It conjures the elements so vividly and well.

[wynn]

Thanks for the review! By the way, after reading your about me, I am curious as to whether you are lacking confidence in your writing. If you are here, something must be telling you that you are a writer... Never give up. You have great talent!

Just a side note. :)