Heydays

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Heydays.

 

Springs ago froth on the Hawthorn
seemed the whiter,
house-high were waving cornstalks
and every morning the sun
warmed my heydays of running free
in crystal-clear ether

back then..........

summers of green turning to order
sang ease to my wandering 
heedless when increasing autumn
brought apple-tree bulge
of ripening fruit which tickled taste  
buds of youthful impatience.

 

Sabbath-still quiet sang back then
while trailing daisy-dreams
I filled days with girlish adventure        
but passing moons age       
small lasses for as shape matures 
nightgowns no longer hang loose.           

          

Innocence cycled to heart's content
unafraid and resilient,  
security-fed I pedaled solo for miles  
as stability burgeoned and thrived

back then.........   

     

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 1st, 2020 06:07
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  • dusk arising

    Lovely. Weren't those days of simple pleasures so wonderful... and now we say... so safe too. Whatever happened to good old U.K. and its traditional values of decency. Your lovely piece begs the question i feel.

    Yet the romance of your words has me daydreaming of simple pleasures of my freedom around the age of ten. The world was a playground, the woods an adventure, my friends were a bunch to play games with.

    You have such a way with words.

  • Neville


    In days of yore when men were men ... ah' how I just love to be escorted back to those halcyon days of steam when everything seemed so effortless and the dangers and risks associated with the here and now were not even dreamt of .... what happened eh .... A beautiful poem this my lady ... and how inn my personal autumn, I do hanker after em ....

  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.

  • Michael Edwards

    Oh those pre-teen years when we used to go off with some sandwiches and never a concern for safety - thanks for bringing me the memories Fay.

  • Goldfinch60

    Back then.. another two words like 'if only..' words that can take us back to those times passed where life seemed to be so much easier.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    how you captured the poetic mood of adolescence's musical scales, we have all experienced those feeling's you pictured so vividly with your words, fleeting they may have been, they remain enshrined within memory's idolised view of our cherished mementos of life,
    another wonderful write Fay



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