Sunday 5 May 2013

Spring


Young Woman Picking the Fruit of Knowledge, 1892 by Mary Cassatt


i know you watch me
as i reach high
to shake apple branches
showering blossoms
into a spin and whirl
on warm breezes
they catch in my hair
tiny petals
brush eyelashes and cheeks
blushing in the sun
my winter skin shocked
i stretch
opening my heart to the new season
longed for through the dark days
now banished
to the beauty of spring.

K.D

thank goodness the sun is shining this bank holiday weekend. pop over here to see the other poets work.




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7 comments:

  1. Jinksy5 May 2013 at 13:52

    We all have winter skin at the moment... :)

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  2. Charleen5 May 2013 at 15:46

    Nice write!

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  3. The Write Girl5 May 2013 at 17:12

    You play out the four seasons so beautifully here. It's like a symphony. Stunning!

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  4. Berowne6 May 2013 at 02:44

    Charming and seductive writing. Well done.

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  5. izzy7 May 2013 at 14:53

    Now that is fitting behavior for Spring! thanks

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  6. Tess Kincaid9 May 2013 at 10:32

    My winter skin is always shocked by the sun...lovely write...

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