You.
From poplar leaves weeping their
amber on evening
to the silver of rustling ripe wheat
You determine the key.
From the hues in new buds and the
power in grass
to dawn's entrance in saffron sheets
You construct the secret.
From rain-flakes of sheen on watery
lawn to shawls of
fine feathers supporting bird's necks
You establish the text.
From salmon whose submarine life
ends after breeding
to queen bee in eggful resplendence
You remember the spell.
Your word, Oh Alchemist draws from
base pure gold, bares
to each searcher treasures of nature
for You make the changes.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments6
You inhale life………
Those who live and feel the changes also feel the rawness of nature's
uncompromising changes.
Several re-reads and I'm wondering what Ive missed here within the easy flow.
there are so many possibilities here..
I would indeed struggle to try and place them in any sort of hierarchy ..
the message though is clear and you have been true to your poetic roots ........... x
Beautiful Fay, searching Nature can be so fulfilling.
Andy
Good write Fay.
your words transported me to Autumn's
unique sensuality of scenic delights..
what a truly otherworldly poetic gift
you choose to share, dear Fay
what a breathtakingly sublime write of majestic Poetry!
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