Tuesday, April 11, 2017

throes of early spring



leaves are delicate rust
    mulched in sepia

as carpet of tendrils
   rise, underfoot 

every bud is heady
    as spring roars, steps

into the view, from bridge
   to field of weeds -

overhead, sloping hills
   tides flow, taking troubled

waters away, to breeze's sway
    my dress of green

and bucket of seeds, ready
     to garden, we dig

as butterflies, with tiger-striped
      hues, flutter wings, so new 



At Riverwood Conservation
By Grace @ Everyday Amazing




Song in my Mind:   Bridge Over Troubled Waters, No. 1 in 1970 by Simon and Garfunkel 

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub -  Poetics is Oldies but Goodies, hosted by Lillian ~  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

21 comments:

  1. One of my favorite songs of all time! And I especially love these lines
    "my dress of green

    and bucket of seeds, ready
    to garden, we dig

    as butterflies, with tiger-striped
    hues, flutter wings, so new "

    Oh yes, let spring roar in and let the troubled waters be imbued with sunshine! :) LOVE your response to the prompt!

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  2. Strings sometimes do bring troubled waters and it is time for planting. Nice butterfly photo.

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  3. I just bought my oldest daughter supplies today, so that she can plant her own flower garden.

    This is beautiful, Grace.

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  4. Lovely poem. This song came out the year after I graduated from high school.

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  5. An excellent use of the prompt--burying the title midst the poetics, as instructed. Your Muses of Spring are still spinning their verdant web around your creativity. You have a volume of Spring poems now.

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  6. Spin a tune as spring sure has come, for now, to our sand dune

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  7. Nicely and delicately inserted song title wrapped in your usual finesse.

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  8. Nice to revisit that beloved song, nicely wrapped in your poetics, of course!

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  9. Wonderful song of spring. Thank you

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  10. Lovely. The reader's minds eye darting about, throughout the piece, as the scene plays out.

    ' ... to breeze's sway
    my dress of green'

    inserted, so beautifully - I can see the breeze rustling the folds of the dress". I am there.


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  11. I love so many aspects of this -- the roar of spring, rising tendrils...and the bridge and troubled waters are woven in so subtly (a favourite song in my early teens)

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  12. oh i am so so inlove with this <3 <3 <3

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  13. So beautiful. Butterflies make the world a lot prettier. Such wonderful creatures.

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  14. That's a lovely poem Grace capturing Spring muscling its way into focus.

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  15. I love this song and your poem is gorgeous - I especially love 'as butterflies, with tiger-striped
    hues, flutter wings, so new'

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  16. This is a great way to burst into Spring; with the waters troubling the snow and first planting. I hope Spring has sprung where you are. That would definitely be a bridge over troubled waters!

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  17. I remember practicing that song with a friend over and over again

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  18. Happy for you that Spring has come 'round for you once more, Grace. It is here but we are still having quite a lot of rain but the sun peeks out once in awhile. Lovely poem.

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  19. Beautiful, I know you are in Spring :)
    Happy Easter Grace!!

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  20. Love that song - delighted to find it snugggled among your beautiful words

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  21. Amazing how you melded the song into the poem here, Grace. I especially love "to breeze away my dress of green"

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