judyanne

May 16, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Spring (long ago)

When I feel the east breeze caress my hair,

watch the red sun sink quietly low,

when I smell the soft flower of spring in the air

I think of my home of long ago, long ago.

I close my eyes and see it reflected,

taste the smell in memory's shadow.

Spring dancing, floating, chasing rainbows

around my home of long ago, long ago.

The wide open spaces so gifted to me,

calm balmy nights, ahigh candles aglow,

and indescribable sunrises and sets

surround my home of long ago, long ago.

My ears again hear the sounds of soul

the birds carolling and calves sounding low

as new life aroused by Persephone

blesses my home of long ago, long ago.

Multihued carpets of sensuous petals

dress the land in a glorious show

and seduce the softly pencilled butterflies

as they ripple past my home of long ago, long ago.

I taste fresh warm air giving breath

to new branches swaying slow

in the gums and wattles and eucalypts

that perfumed my home of long ago, long ago.

I feel the calm, the serenity

that only from great love can grow

and I miss the innocence and simplicity

I knew in my home of long ago, long ago.

— judyanne, May 16, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many, so varied. I like particular songs, not necessarily the singer... and the same goes for poetry. I can honestly say though, that Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman was what inspired my love of poetry - my mother began reading it to me when I was still a baby, and it became my favourite bedtime story

Critiques

shirley harrison

16 years ago

i see your heart!

Thanks Judy im crying What beauty you have inside your heart! to inspire another is a gift and you have it! I send a gift of a giant kiss. shirley harrison

judyanne

16 years ago

what a lovely thing to say shirley

thank you but next time you send a giant kiss warn me first it was rather scary to see this big set of smackers come hurling out of the ether at me love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Ross Hamilton Hill

16 years ago

hi judy

sweet song of the outback, its all still there waiting for your return. thanks for this best wishes ross

judyanne

16 years ago

thank you ross

glad you recognised it was our country - i must be doing something right thanks for visiting love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Roscoe Lane

16 years ago

Beautiful poem,

i as i read this i am alive with memories, from my past. Amazing clarity in words, a Great poem. Regards Roscoe..

judyanne

16 years ago

hi roscoe

i'd love to see the heather in the gloaming (is that what you'd say?) thank you for the supportive words. love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Nordic cloud

16 years ago

Sit beside the river of your mind and watch

Ann of Norway "taste the smell in memories shadow."..I wonder if when we personify memory that it shouldn't be spelt 'Memory's shadow'? I don't KNOW. "......, sky with candles aglow,"...I don't know why this seemed a bit trite? "My ears again hear the sounds of soul" .....I would like MY soul What a sensuous verse this one is judyanne, yow, almost touching on the 'bit much' and yet its so delicious isn't it? Sensuous petals, but the butterflies rippling, do they ripple it is difficult for me to picture this, they could dapple, or...? Oh lovely in a warm country breathing Spring into the trees and vegetation lovely thought... "I taste fresh warm air giving breath to new branches swaying slow in the gums and wattles and eucalypts......................................I like eucalyptus? that perfumed my home of long ago, long ago." The only way to reach that simplicity again is just the way you have here, sit beside the river of your mind and watch the elections glint back memories to your present, and absorbed in them, you are again in that state of simplicity, it never leaves you, if one only taps its secret source and gives Spring to one's old mind again, poetry does that doesn't it, it renews youth, the wonderful things of long ago are real and present now. Love to your memory judyanne, long may it wander in your "long ago" annanya

judyanne

16 years ago

thanks annanya for the edit

thanks annanya for the edit - i actually noticed the typo with 'memories' as i logged off and thought it could wait 'til today for correction. trust you to see it. i have fixed it, thank you. i have also changed verse 3 line 2 as it was annoying me too and my tongue kept tripping there. i wrote this rather quickly and submitted as i was tired before really giving it a good read through. no doubt there'll be more edits as time goes on. i already have another verse i am trying to decide whether to add or not. “My ears again hear the sounds of soul” is what i want to say - all soul eucalypts stays as that is the name of the tree as are gums and wattles. eucalyptus is more the smell, the adjective, and i'm talking about the trees branches etc xxxx thank you again annanya for your lovely thoughts and comments hugs across the equator from judyanne xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Judd

Nothing like the smell of spring in australia ... I was born in spring so its one of my favourite times of year ... I like Ann's suggestions on the memory's ... as usual a wonderful write ;) love and big hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

judyanne

16 years ago

thank you jc

love and big hugs back at you and lovely to see you back again hope your feeling on top of things xxxx judd http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Seren

16 years ago

I am not pushing it I am

I am not pushing it I am just enjoying not throwing up and not being at the hospital I lived there a little last week nothing like ya own bed though lol love ya hun Jayne-Chloe x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

mand

16 years ago

Absolutely lovely Judyanne,

Absolutely lovely Judyanne, I loved it all my favourite lines where: Multihued carpets of sensuous petals dress the land in a glorious show and seduce the softly pencilled butterflies as they ripple past my home of long ago, long ago. But I loved it all. Keep it up Love Mand

judyanne

16 years ago

thank you so much mand

glad you enjoyed it. love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

loved

16 years ago

What beauty resounds

What beauty resounds...? In the springs gone by And We hope that many springs Shall once again Bring sweeter remembrances Let the life in spring remain And We like ever Good poetic friends Still remain.

judyanne

16 years ago

lovely loved

thank you for visiting love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

loved

16 years ago

THANK U

.....4 THANKING me w/o ur support we all can't exist at all rgds

hobo

16 years ago

very very nice read

I do so love to sit back and remember the good things from long, long ago. great read my friend

judyanne

16 years ago

hi randy

thanks for visiting and for the support love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

xena465

16 years ago

WoW Beautiful Judy

The descriptions, the write...everything...brilliant. Rosina xena465

judyanne

16 years ago

thank you so much rosina

love you judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Mariposa

16 years ago

Love the rhyme scheme

And the language, brings such beautiful pictures to my eyes...wonderful imagery. Thank you for this write! Jhena Mariposa

judyanne

16 years ago

thank you jhena

to you and everyone, i am so busy at the moment with the work involved in promoting my book as well as trying to continue regular need-for-living-work. i want to apologise in advance to anyone i may miss reading or commenting on their work over the next while. will try to keep in touch with someone's work at least every couple of days. love judy xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html