Equinox
"That happy gleam of vernal eyes..."-William Wordsworth, The Gleaner
Leaves and lives bud with every new hour of sunlight. The world is waking to giggles and curls and "Go, Papa, go!"
Today the Earth tips in our favor. The windows glow at bedtime. We hear the waters move. The trumpeter swan's mate for life has found her.
And somewhere in the Gulf of Alaska, a multitude as ancient as the sea itself is gathering. Their goal is fresh water; their clock is the sun. It is time to return to the river.
We'll trade our sled for bikes soon, and the world will thrive with giggles and curls and "Go, Papa, go!"
posted by The Mad Fishicist | 9:49 AM
10 Comments:
It just keeps getting better and better--this is one of the best poetry you've written...what a collection this blog--tell me it can't be lost!
How fun. What a good Papa Sophia has.
I love how much she loves that sled.
GREAT PICTURE babe. I love it.
An expression of gratitude from the Encourager.
TMF - I love your creative writing that formulates a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience in language chosen and arranged to create a specific emotional response through meaning, sound, and rhythm.
I printed the picture of Sophia and have it right in front of me in my office
happy spring to you!
The Encourager Exclaims to TMF
You take words and expand them ever so well
If someone else try's their word's they just pale
You Minstrel,epigrammatist, versifier and bard
To keep up with your orations is simply too hard
Thanks everybody. The sick irony of nature is that it snowed another foot last night. Oh well. It has to end.
for the encourager:
if this snow doesn't end, i think i'll go crazy
it's already made me big fat and lazy.
Here is one for the Bird-watcher:
The Summer Trees by Douglas Florian
The winter trees are sparse and spare.
You barely see a bird up there.
But after the spring equinox
There's flocks
and flocks
and flocks
and flocks.
Great picture! Sounds like fun.
nice picture! i like the colors on her hat...
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