Little Girl and I picked flowers yesterday...(tulips and fern-leaf peony)
this morning as I was writing/painting this poem her mom texted me;
' Little girl is thrilled by the flower's sweet smell
but suddenly concerned that they are dying!'
I replied, "aw, sweet little girl is already being introduced to love's bittersweet;
the thrill of holding and the heart-tug of letting go."
Unfortunately these peonies bloom at best, only a few days
but oh so pretty in their passing!
May heals the hearts that winter wounded; wows us with
its vim
Where verdant verve of virgin green lavishes land and
limb
As Wand of May breaks soldered seams that quarantined the gem
And teases from bud-bondage Bloom's unfettered diadem
To thrill once more, since days of yore, all who pause to
applaud
With never-failing wonderment, the handiwork of God
May breaks sod’s seal with eager abandon where Time is
chief
And so begins another blur of seasoned joy and grief
A vexing intermingling of love’s laughter and lament
Beauty bound by the law of life’s momentous covenant
Unraveled ‘neath a blue-sky gavel poised above earth’s
bars
As buds spill red-pink-purple-gold pillage of petal-stars
Now we take longer looking-breaks to wander where the
world
Is like a freshly painted banner gloriously unfurled
With some parts plowed and planted, some nature’s
free-hand release
But all together lovely like an Artist’s masterpiece
Where May breaks through the barriers that held blossoms
at bay
The leader of a Grand Parade that blooms summer away
© Janet Martin
This past week our world turned green as it burst into bloom (in our area in southern Ontario)
where in this month we have gone from winter to summer in short order
...we are in the midst of a heat-wave with afternoon temps feeling like 34-36C!!
