HEARABLE.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

HEARABLE.

 


I sat one morning in leafy-green oceans
of growing corn
and felt the unknowable alter my senses.

A song of immeasurable beauty caught
my inner core
as stalks shouldered sighs up from depth.

 

Gowns of fragile filigree curled lightly
round tasseled cobs
while hums through silver fringes crept.

Bodies of spider-blown veins muscled
ballooning over
bulges of growth to croon around webs.

 

With audible ticks the chorus of nature
birthing corn's gold
in speechless glory became so intense.

I stayed convinced that morn after proof
that life's silent race
is hearable to humans on wonder bent.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2019 04:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Neville

    My word.. you have somehow managed to describe something quite wondrous my friend... something not everyone will have experienced or even be aware of... Something ultra special.. How privileged are we that have and do... All Good Things, your friend, Neville

    • Fay Slimm.

      Grateful thanks Neville for your continued support - - - wishing you Wednesday blessings my friend.

      • Neville

        My pleasure Fay, as always.... N

      • orchidee

        A lovely write Fay. I should like to have the time - and the weather - to sit in fields of corn. Don't be daft, Orchi. It's not full grown this time of year! I shall come back to the field in about 6 months time.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Thank you dear Orchi

        • Lorna

          Glorious yellow-woven words! I'm in the cornfield with you! So beautiful.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Ah - - thank you for feeling the message in the verse dear Lorna.

          • ANGELA & BRIAN

            Thanks FAY for another Poem straight form your HEART & EXPERIENCE !
            V 1. Communicating with NATURE always lifts our souls.
            V 2. We get more immersed visually !
            V 3. We get immersed ~ not just by SIGHT but also by SOUND and every other sense ~ AMEN
            Blessings & Love in the SPIRIT & through Poetry ~ as always ~ BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡

            • Fay Slimm.

              I am so happy you broke down the message in the poem stanza by stanza dear Brian - - nature has such blessings for humans who bend an ear to her songs.

            • Michael Edwards

              Bound over by your use of the language dear Fay.

              • Fay Slimm.

                That you enjoyed this tribute to nature is my delight dear Michael - - thanks for your in-put and kind support.

              • Goldfinch60

                Nature’s Chorus is so wonderful Fay, as are your words.

                • Fay Slimm.

                  Ah - - humble thanks Goldi - - blessings to you for the visit and comment.

                • psychofemale

                  this was a gorgeous write. nicely written, wonderful!!!!!!!!!!

                  • Fay Slimm.

                    Your visit and comment are much appreciated dear poet-friend.

                  • dusk arising

                    You took me back to something half a lifetime ago.
                    i wonder if it is still in me to be there again.

                    • Fay Slimm.

                      So pleased that the read raised up memories for you dear friend -- I feel once we have been there no matter how long ago opens doors that stay ever ajar.



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