I would like to nominate Syl's poem, Uncharted Bends, found in Seren's HERE. It is a beautiful poem that transports the reader back to childhood days, but with a thought provoking twist in the end. Uncharted Bends by Sylvia Maclagan
When I was a child, bubbles and dewdrops were magical instants in my forever days. I’d prance to the brief lifelines of butterflies swarming over alfalfa crops, giggle at sparrows flapping wings in dust baths, harken to birds' pecks in luscious grapevines.
Daydreams were true as stalwart poplars bending to mighty winds or fields of maize crinkling in breezes.
From the nearby river's edge, I'd skip bare-skinned into rippling waters to quench my thirst; swirling forward under noonday haze I’d sense freedom in summer’s air along meandering shores where flows reversed.
Uncharted bends patterned moist flatlands alive with sounds of mimicking mutants.
Relentless light shone down on my head as I relished the immediacy of cold water. Floating downstream on my back, I heeded the echoing emptiness of the wilds.
Grasshoppers, sunflowers, our sturdy homestead, -like your hand in mine now that my legs falter- everything holds enduring truths to a child.
Copyright © Sylvia Maclagan
This post has been edited by Cleo_Serapis: Jun 27 13, 10:03
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