Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Le Poéme


Adrift a swirl of clouds
Torn by thorns
Reformed by the wind
The subtle whistle
Of the strong breeze
Whips around thistle and quill
Bending not breaking
Cattails and lilies
Pasture and paddock
The smell of spring
Skipping to autumn
Carries over the tips of trees
And sprinkles down
Fresh rain below
The green into brown
Small creatures fade fast
Beneath the snow
Crystal castles
Freeze the tongue
With frozen drops
Of liquid fun
Long awaited colors
Burst free of the tundra
Once again bright and fragrant
Touched by the warmth
Of a summer’s day kiss
The brief moment takes flight
On butterfly wings
Giving birth to a babe
After an exchange of rings
Eternally yours
And you are mine
Our love will endure
As our faith ‘til the end

This poem was inspired by the word Enchanted from
Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop

Mama's Losin' It

This poem kind of just wrote itself.  I started out with one idea, but it took it's own form and I think it turned out pretty good, considering I haven't written any poetry for years!  I usually never rhyme in my poems and I started out that way in this one, but some lines just came out rhyming for some reason, then fell back to my non-rhyming style.  (forgive me for not knowing the proper terminology... that English class was a lifetime ago.)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.



  1. Your poem sounded so magical...enchanting. I loved it.


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