A Spring Bouquet
When I woke to the Sunrise this morning
The birds sang their sweet sounding trill.
The flowers of the meadows and woodlands
Still slept upon my windowsill.
I had gathered them up in a bouquet
To place in full view for to see
Their beauty as nature unfolds them
With her magical mystery.
Their colours were vibrant, yet fleeting,
As their lives slowly faded away.
Their vitality was not for my keeping.
I could not, with love, make them stay.
Much better by far that they’d lingered
In the earth from whence they came forth.
To light up our lives for much longer
Than plucking them out with such force.
(c) Jeanie Kirkby
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by Jeanie Kirkby ©
Images around me seem
Just like phantoms in a dream.
Colours take on different hues
Fiery Red, Purple, Blues.
My daydream shimmers in the heat
Perusing dancing children’s feet.
Their arms linked through like metal chains
As they sing to God for Blessed rains
Their earth is parched there is no yield
Of grain or oats in these dry fields.
The famine hits both man and beast
As yet again there’ll be no feast.
The brazen sun beats down its rays
Drying out hope that soon one day
The parched and sandy fields will be
Places of verdant grass and trees.
© Jeanie Kirkby
6 comments:
What a delightful entry today to mark Spring's arrival (at last )Love Jan xx
What a delight to open up and see an entry from my Jeanie...Loved the poem..you are great,
Much Love Sybil xx
I always associate English poets with the beautiful English country side. I remember thinking when I was young that I wished I could get to those English moors. They sounded so romantic especially with the rain to keep them green the way the poets wrote about them. I don't think I have ever read an English poet writing about drought! Hmm. I enjoyed reading a real English poet I met through blogging so much!
Beautiful poems Jeanie. I love them. I also love the birdsong and music. I was trying to find a way to put birdsong on my own page, but I couldn't find any birdsong. I will miss my birds when we move. Hopefully I will be able to attract some to our garden, but there won't be the oodles and oodles that we get down here nestled in the countryside once we are in the city. xxoo
Those are just lovely. You have a talent.
Beautiful poetry Jeanie. I agree with Julie, you are very talented.
xxx
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