Lovely to read such an uplifting poem.
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Lovely to read such an uplifting poem.
Cookie,
Moments like this are too few and far between for me. This makes me want to drop the laundry and the chores, pour myself some coffee and chill on the back porch.
The sounds here are fun and also soothing. Lovely images. The cauliflower clouds are a favorite!
Angela~
I love the 'cauliflower clouds', too. What an unusual and strong image. I will probably never look at a certain type of puffy white cloud in the same way again!
Sarah
Another vote for cauliflower puffs from me. And I enjoyed reading this aloud.
Many thanks to Sorella, Arlene, StandardCrow, Mimic (awesome welcome pic - fits exactly!), Mike M (slow is good!), BruisedO, Dave R, Dunc, FeatherlessB, Steven (thanks. am doing well), Kristalynn, vmh, Jenlars, Julie, Brian, Delph, Angela, Scrow, and Carla Ruth (phew, hope I didn't miss anyone!!) I loved all your comments - they warmed me heart. good to know my liberties with "splendoring" and the cauliflower puffs worked. I am glad you all found a moment to enjoy the reverie! be back later to fluff - right now gotta go restock booze, chocolate and coffee
2. Amaryllis
Once a year you sojourn, return
and bestow your capacious cups;
large goblets that sit atop
an erect shaft –
(ah, Spring, how you disquiet the libido)
you clarion your virtues
with white opalescent trumpets
that waft sweet pheromones –
and make me swoon.
My eyes will sip you like a fine wine
for all too soon you’ll be gone.
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Last edited by cookala; 04-02-2015 at 07:24 PM.
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'Amaryllis' is sweet and sexy! (ah, Spring, how you disquiet the libido) YES!
Jen
hi coo - always passionate. Don't swoon yet, it's only day two!
Larry
Oh, I am glad, cookie -- you're back to normal and allowed booze!!
The amaryllis -- you make them as sexy as those juicy pears a few years back, remember? How do you do it! And here's me stuck with the trash and kids on a trampoline. Tomorrow I had an ekphrastic of my kitchen lined up... *rethinks*
Narcissus and amaryllis...and 'moments when the world’s churl ceases'. Lovely.
Cookie, the image of cauliflower clouds is enviable and quite memorable, as is the sonics of 'sojourn/return' and 'capacious cups', all in elegant step with flowers.
best,
Loved loved loved Reverie! 'specially the first stanza! A lovely mouthful, the second poem, and am on my way once more to the dictionary to make sure I'm pronouncing the words right.
Because I am a grump, I pretty much hate spring, but it also because I live in a southern coastal city and while we have had some unseasonably cold days and once in a blue moon god forbid - ice on bridges (of which we have tons)- we really do not know what long, cold winters full of snow and ice and catastrophe are like. That being said, I guess I can get behind your poems as works of art, even if I disagree wholly with the sentiments.
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Ha! Keep this up and I'll have to find you a cabana boy.
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Because, if the poet isn’t careful, meaning has a way of too insistently shouldering its way in, so that we readers then have the meaning but miss the experience.
Christopher Ricks, Introduction to Austin Clarke’s Collected Poems
Hi Cookala
I like the luxurious, almost Keatsian, language of 'Amaryllis', particularly 'opalescent trumpets'. There's some lovely use of sound too, that really brings across the quiet beauty of the flowers themselves.
Matthew
Off to a great start. I stumbled on curled cheeses, but loved the music of cracks/lasts.
Amaryllis is also artfully executed throughout. Good foundation for a productive NaPo. Cheers.Sometimes there are moments when the world’s churl ceases,
chased back by a reverie to recede deep into dark cracks.
I breathe and fill myself while the moment lasts.
embrace the eyeball ethic