They cut the pic so much could hardly see the loons so I changed to a bird you can see;-)sorry...
The slant of the sun made
the wonder of light
glint off the wings
of birds in flight,
I felt its warmth upon my shoulders
while my legs were chilled by the
shade the large oak tree made
Adding to the myriad of thought in my brain
that was enhanced by the sudden spring rain
giving credence to the premise that the duality
exists in every aspect of life, it insists
light dark,hot cold,good bad,hate love,young old
happy sad,weaving their way in and out of each day
while the poet always looks for more to explore
and hopefully will get joy from the treasure stored
Loon or not, it's a beautiful creature, dear friend! As are the words you share with great imagery and inspiration; who could not find treasures here?
Blessings and Love - Micke
Hi Eileen, It is all about perspective, isn't it? Great write to encourage this soul to look at the treasure in all things. Thank you for sharing this...
Eileen, you explore the conceptual deltas of emotions in a beautiful poetic expression -- re-establishing how vital it is that we all recognize that without an opposing emotion, or physical sense, we cannot attach meanings to those good physical sensations or desirable emotions in life -- bravo! -- "while the poet looks for more to explore", does a credible job indeed of expressing our lot's penchant for optimism -- thanks for sharing this very creative work -- peace and love -- Jon Michael
I left the serious comment to the people more intelligent than me, but lil'sis I never saw a green loon, and then I remember you are one of the family that are more near to Jersey Ed...and that explains all.
(don't tell me that there are blue tigers or PeeWee will faint!)
Eileen, I think of all your work, your nature writes are my favorites, as they are filled with beautiful images and spirituality, and this is no exception.
Eileen,
You don't surprise me anymore
you are a great poet on our shore
What you write is better than gold
it is fresh, brilliant and not old
Thank you for sharing, love Emile
So thats what a loon looks like...and here I thought it resembled Pee-wee or Georg or our sister in Calif...LOL! Are you sure they are loons, they look for all the world like ducks...? Ed
Such beauty in lilting lines, Eileen - much to Treasure, here. Your love for the Creator, and for the Gift He's given you - your words. Well done, my (((friend))).
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Blessings and Love - Micke
stay well and keep writing
Ed
In Spirit,
Bear
Carole~
Love,
Christine
And LOL at both of my brothers below!
(don't tell me that there are blue tigers or PeeWee will faint!)
Edvard(k) The Ornithology Elder
A true delight as usual to read.
Doug
Take care,
Sherry
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You don't surprise me anymore
you are a great poet on our shore
What you write is better than gold
it is fresh, brilliant and not old
Thank you for sharing, love Emile
Regis
Marvellous first stanza sets the tone for this delight, a subject dear to me...and the title is perfect.
John
With Love,
Cindy
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.