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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
March, ephemeral child of winter, orphaned in your redolent infancy, let me hold your hand again today. Indecisive waif, harried to higher suns by impatient, summer guardians: you have an empathetic friend in me. Your hyacinth and wallflower scents, are me. Through your woodland, bashful blues, your secret whites and gregarious yellows, you led these restless feet from boy to man. Year on year you came, claimed me as a friend. Displayed the speckled splendour of the thrush; the casual cruelty of the chattering, piebald assassin; the timeless wisdom of the lethargic, lofty rook. I grew with the timeless grandeur of your inexorable exuberance. Now, if you will, give my days to scarves and high collars. Catch me short-sleeved in your confusion. Offer me your tepid, watery sun, or one, last deathbed sheet from your mother's icy anger. I care not, just be you. You are Genesis: the life-bringer. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Reminds me of how I felt in my youth... bearing the drudgery of February in the San Joaquin Valley, where days on end were overcast and mornings still held icy windshields. I held my breath in anticipation of March moreso than I ever did Christmas or birthdays or anything other children my age cared about. Everything got better in March. Attitudes changed, weather changed... everything. Great writing. I relate to it in many ways. Michael |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Thank you, Michael, that time of year has always meant so much to me. More so for the years before adolescence. Do you know? Most of that land, where nature drew me in, is now gone. I could weep, right here and now for the waste. Would you like to share the coming warmth and the budding flowers with me? Let's feel renewed. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Love this! I don't share your memory. this is opening season for tornadoes. I think of March as being a fickle Jekyll and Hyde. That is why I enjoy your perspective so much. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
enjoyed...james |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
The city I now live in has eclipsed the wonderful, what I thought endless, fields I grew up in. The clear view of the mountains, some 30 minutes away, speckled with the beautiful golds and purples of wild flowers, has been replaced with a cloud of smog that prohibits the naked eye from even knowing there are mountains there most of the time. Progress sure seems a horrible thing. I have tomorrow off, I think a drive to the mountains might be in order. I will meet you there.  Michael |
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MissMarti Member Posts 87 USA |
Very nice! missMarti |
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