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On the Cusp of Spring Solstice
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On the Cusp of Spring Solstice |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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On the Cusp of Spring Solstice On the eve of the cusp of spring solstice stood the sun – amid light breezes, open, lofty blue skies gave great sun grins at the spark of green from gentle push of broad tulip and slender daylily leaves while buds on trees began their swelling… but that was yesterday… today…on the cusp of spring solstice we watched while the weather feathered itself asunder, lightly at first than more vociferously as the winds gained ground to push even darker gray boulders of cloud across the once blue skies of only hours ago… so that on this cusp of spring solstice… I don’t wonder that I never wrote of this moment before, as it is simply due to the constancy of change… and the terrible tiredness of wanting so much, so bad…. that even our thoughts trickle with such wicked treachery of thinking that spring is but a cruel hoax… and we mistakenly liken that to love when there are no arms close enough to warm our tired souls. |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
"I don’t wonder that I never wrote of this moment before, as it is simply due to the constancy of change… and the terrible tiredness of wanting so much, so bad…. that even our thoughts trickle with such wicked treachery of thinking that spring is but a cruel hoax… and we mistakenly liken that to love when there are no arms close enough to warm our tired souls." _______________________________________ Oh how I relate to your words....Absolutely LOVE love LOVE this! This is poignant and so very well expressed. It's a keeper for sure and you will always remain one of my favourite poets |
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nourzihane Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 254Algeria |
Dear friend ... sunshine Beautiful pen Your presence with us in our forum is necessary your letters and your words are food for longing you take us with you to your world without a sense of us . thank you Nourzihane |
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nourzihane Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 254Algeria |
Dear friend ... sunshine Beautiful pen Your presence with us in our forum is necessary your letters and your words are food for longing you take us with you to your world without a sense of us . God bless you...your heart and your pen thank you Nourzihane |
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Earl Brinkman Senior Member
since 2010-03-03
Posts 1183Osaka, Japan |
`Spring is but a cruel hoax`. This poem makes me feel empathy for those with no one to share this season. For indeed this should be a season where lovers should be sitting holding hands on a park bench somewhere. This poem makes me look upon spring in a different light. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie....Spring sometimes fools us because we long for something in it, that is part of us. If it doesn't happen now, know that it will happen one day, and you'll be able to touch it with your eyes as well as your thoughts.  |
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threadbear Senior Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 817Indy |
As always, Karilea, your writing exceeds normal bounds of expectations! *smile* Splendid work, K, Jeff |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Such melancholy beauty. Love the mood Karilea. Love the reasoning in these lines... "I don’t wonder that I never wrote of this moment before, as it is simply due to the constancy of change…" Wonderful! Eric |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very intense language of longing, dear Karilea! Everything awakens to new life, even the heart ... listen. Love, Margherita |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
and the terrible tiredness of wanting so much, so bad…. that even our thoughts trickle with such wicked treachery of thinking that spring is but a cruel hoax… and we mistakenly liken that to love when there are no arms close enough to warm our tired souls. From the almost whimsy of the beginning lines to this WHAM at the end... this is incredible. I have a library shelf just waiting for it. *S* |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Such descrpition here, the interchanging weather scenes above and around us that usher in a coldness and longing, ending slightly sad, but always brave...thank you for this K.. Goldenrose. Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,while loving someone deeply gives you courage. Lao Tzu 6th century BC. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"we watched while the weather feathered itself asunder, lightly at first than more vociferously as the winds gained ground to push even darker gray boulders of cloud across the once blue skies of only hours ago…" I feel it in my breath and on my skin |
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whisperingwalt Member
since 2010-04-29
Posts 240Coquitlam, BC, Canada |
You use words like a painter uses colours to paint a masterpiece that transcends time and connects us to the emotion that we all at one point have or will experience..well written.ww |
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