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Posted on Mon, Apr 19, 2010 06:33

Sooo   spring is here..  in the countryside where I live nature has a way of anouncing spring that is always unique and beautiful.  It would always be nice to go hand in hand and share it with someone..

take my hand

take my hand..  and walk with me.. 
see the distant hillside..
where apple tree blossoms
look like a sugar coating.
closer.. their scent is heaven sent..
and their bee swarmed branches
bzzz hums a beautiful tune.

the lilacs are full bloom..
scented like its date night.
the birds are busy busy busy
feeding the chirping young.
the tall lush grass.
now soft underfoot.. 
swollen with rain..


blue skies filled with
imagination teasing clouds..
faces.. animals..  things...
a wind that still cools you.. 
the heat of summer just being hinted at..
longest day still coming towards you.. 
when its light far into the night..

deer are hiding off the trail.. 
keeping to the woods.. 
not wanting to show themselves
in the bright daylight

we stop often..  to look..  and to dream.. 
just leaning into each other..
light kisses.. 
just to let each other know
that its always better
doing this together
once you take my hand..



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Posted on Sun, Apr 25, 2010 19:30

Quoting smax117

Sooo   spring is here..  in the countryside where I live nature has a way of anouncing spring that is always unique and beautiful.  It would always be nice to go hand in hand and share it with someone..

take my hand

take my hand..  and walk with me.. 
see the distant hillside..
where apple tree blossoms
look like a sugar coating.
closer.. their scent is heaven sent..
and their bee swarmed branches
bzzz hums a beautiful tune.

the lilacs are full bloom..
scented like its date night.
the birds are busy busy busy
feeding the chirping young.
the tall lush grass.
now soft underfoot.. 
swollen with rain..


blue skies filled with
imagination teasing clouds..
faces.. animals..  things...
a wind that still cools you.. 
the heat of summer just being hinted at..
longest day still coming towards you.. 
when its light far into the night..

deer are hiding off the trail.. 
keeping to the woods.. 
not wanting to show themselves
in the bright daylight

we stop often..  to look..  and to dream.. 
just leaning into each other..
light kisses.. 
just to let each other know
that its always better
doing this together
once you take my hand..



Your hand must feel warm and right.

Best

lisa



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Posted on Fri, Apr 23, 2010 17:45

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Lisa..

 

An old Yiddish expression..  translated of course.  "Too soon old, too late smart"  or as the old man watching Jimmy Stewart and Donna Reed get ready to kiss in "Its A Wonderful Life" said "Aww Youth,  Its wasted on the young" 



You are a very young...old... whatever... special thinker...

I am too old to think old, my youth is catching up to me. Thank God!!!

B

Lisa

God bless those who spend the time to glare at the past and surrender to it!



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Posted on Fri, Apr 23, 2010 17:07

Lisa..

 

An old Yiddish expression..  translated of course.  "Too soon old, too late smart"  or as the old man watching Jimmy Stewart and Donna Reed get ready to kiss in "Its A Wonderful Life" said "Aww Youth,  Its wasted on the young" 



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Posted on Fri, Apr 23, 2010 16:33

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Thanks Lisa..   I tend to agree.  I have written a few things about how the hearts voice doesnt grow old and that we still have things to say about love that are as meaningful as the angst ridden songs of youth



I hope on some level you are upside down... 

I think poetry makes it easy to remember our youth... but, I think those who have challenged life, with eyes wide open, find such a childlike vision of life that is empowering and can drag us back to fifteen. 

We can smile at folly, hug moments that at one point in our life seemed unbelievably impossible. Know that all will change when the sun comes up.

Getting it makes all the challenges seem easily surmountable. Sure it might suck, momentarily, then the clouds move on and somehow we are able to breathe again

As to the angst of youth, how cool is it to feel like that with pure abandon? Listening to the sounds on the radio or the sounds in a park? That is such an unbelievable time. 

 

The difference between young and old there is simple... Hope and knowing hope is worth it.

Best

Lisa

 



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Posted on Thu, Apr 22, 2010 09:21

Thanks Lisa..   I tend to agree.  I have written a few things about how the hearts voice doesnt grow old and that we still have things to say about love that are as meaningful as the angst ridden songs of youth



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Posted on Thu, Apr 22, 2010 05:08

My thoughts...

Your poem is wonderful..

In fact, warmed my heart. Thing is, those emotions are not just for the young. I believe, the older we are the younger we become... as long as we bother to pay attention. As it may no longer apply to wine, with people I do think we improve with time, as long as we tend carefully to the aging process. 

Best,

Lisa



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Posted on Mon, Apr 19, 2010 22:59

Dear Muse

Is the soul quiet or just never heard

years do not steal innocence  but it can be lost at any time

paradise is always in our minds so it need not be found

and the butterfly's wings...  they beat like lovers' hearts

so hope springs eternal

 



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Posted on Mon, Apr 19, 2010 16:58

Seeking the quiet soul. When years have stolen innocence, can paradise be found? Is it in the wings of a butterfly? -The muse


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