Tuesday, April 1, 2008

beckoning...

jewel-toned hush
of evening shadows
on my restless mind,
dinner nagging for attention
that has walked out the door.

light lingers~
who am i to ignore
the slide of the sun
back into my hemisphere,
greedy in the hug of warmth
i drink the air
of blossoms & birdsongs
like a dying woman.

make a sandwish, i call
over my shoulder
to the hungry masses;
or rather have your fill of this:
a feast for the eyes, longing
for color painted
over death's brown.

let go of other's realities
filtering into the so-called living
room,
start living your own
the breeze
a perfect dance partner,
never winded
& with no left feet.

let twilight settle
on your skin,
you wear it better
than any designer suit;
take a moment to unplug
your ears
from others' odes to joy;
listen to your very own
heard before you were born.

do not assume
that your task list
is more important than
the crickets' evening chorus;
they sing for you, you know.

as light grows wide
step into its glow
to see who you are.
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celebrate national poetry month!!

10 comments:

paisley said...

this was really an excellent reminder that i need to stop and literally smell the flowers some times... i am surrounded by beauty,, and never even stop to notice.....

Rose said...

Love your poem. Soooo true!...

Billy said...

I could quote every line. This is as good as it gets. I printed out a copy.

PWB Manager said...

greedy in the hug of warmth
i drink the air
of blossoms & birdsongs
like a dying woman.

Love that part. Gorgeous writing.

This poem is one that a lot of people not only should read but NEED to read. We all need to enjoy this life we have more, instead of rush through it or veg out in front of the TV.

Thank you for taking part in PWB's NPM project.

Crafty Green Poet said...

I particularly liked the opening and stanza six - the message is one everyone should listen to certainly

Leigh Lear said...

beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

Pam said...

I love how you expressed being torn between beauty and duty. This is a beautiful poem.

Scot said...

nice read--beautiful

noahthegreat said...

Like everyone else said, this is amazing.

janetleigh said...

This is a great poem and I especially like these lines,

"take a moment to unplug
your ears
from others' odes to joy;
listen to your very own
heard before you were born."

To me, these lines are sublime and show that you hear and see those things that reach into the heavenly. I just love this!