Janice Pearce

Apr 18, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Yellow lace

I forgot how cruel winter can be,
until daffodils turn to yellow lace
and silhouettes of red bud trees
drift across my face
I forgot how cruel winter can be,
as my bare feet dance in greens.
I forgot how cruel winter can be,
until daffodils turn to yellow lace.

— Janice Pearce, Apr 18, 2010

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prayersbyPatty

16 years 1 month ago

Love it

Winter can be cruel, then comes the sun, I like the rhyme and the flow of this poem Jan.....

Janice Pearce

16 years 1 month ago

Yellow lace

Thank you for reading, and commenting, much appreciated~ _____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

magics02

16 years 1 month ago

Lovely poem

First read of yours and I like what I read and feel here Thanks for this beautiful imagery. Magics02 TIME well spent is TIME well lived

Janice Pearce

16 years 1 month ago

Yellow lace

Magics02 Thanks for stopping by, and commenting, much appreciated~ ____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

barbsdad2003

16 years 1 month ago

I like ...

the repetition; like Goldilocks, I say, "Just right!" It works here. If I were you (which of course I'm not!), I'd lose the comma after trees. It's not necessary ... and intercepts the flow to some degree. The feelings implied resonate (very) well with this reader, just another who's grown so very tired of a winter that (still) seems unending. Thanx, Chuck

Janice Pearce

16 years 1 month ago

Yelloe lace

Chuck, Hope this is more to your liking. You are soooo good at pointing out the right punctuation. Once again thanks! _____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

whitetea

16 years 1 month ago

I'm a winter person

and realizing that summer is nearer I cried, mostly out of loneliness and thinking over failed plans for the year. In the winter I don't realize as much how often I stay inside while in the summer its an inescapable truth. What I mean is I understand that emotions can be attached to the shifting of seasons.

Janice Pearce

16 years 1 month ago

Yelloe lace

whitetea, If I have provoked any emotion from posting, it brings a smile to my face! Thank you for reading, and your thoughts. _____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

Candlewitch

16 years 1 month ago

Dear Janice

Short and to the point. Lovely. Now it is Spring and you have your yellow lace. Always, Cat

Janice Pearce

16 years 1 month ago

Yellow lace

Cat, Thank you for reading, and commenting. I appreciate it ____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

pleiades

16 years ago

normally, in a poem of this

normally, in a poem of this length, a repeating line would grate a bit... not here. here, it works. sad. lovely. melancholic. i very much enjoyed cheers p

Janice Pearce

16 years ago

Yellow lace

P, thanks so much for your thoughts,much appreciated! _________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous