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Would That I Were Spring

by Frank Fields
copyright 06-09-2008
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Age Rating: 10 +
Would That I Were Spring
Picture Credits: http://msn.groups


Would that I were like the Spring
Greening buds, robins on the wing
Winter's chill has slowly gone
In Life's meadow, a new-born fawn.

Will love return, this new-born day
Or forever silenced no more to play
Spring is returned with a new life
Satyrs dance and prance, sing with fife.

New days and nights, suns and stars
Melancholy mind plays soft guitars
When life was good and sweet and kind
My heart's thoughts with gold were lined.

This new day now, a gray day dawn
Misting shadows that won't be gone
Was all of this but just a dream
Morning sadness that took a lien.

Would that I were like the Spring
Greening buds, robins on the wing
Winter's chill has slowly gone
In Life's meadow, a new-born fawn.







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        08-16-2013     Walter Jones        

Is it life that draws the mind, or the mind that pushes the pen, easily lost once again to the page, your skill is a capture and once again I am drifting free from the day..Walt

        02-06-2013     Rachel Brown        

Very beautiful indeed Frank,
I love it keep up the excellent
work and I will read on.
Good Luck with another tapestry as finely woven as
this one .
Keep Smiling and Keep Writing ^_^ too.
-Rachel ^_^

        06-10-2008     June Nazarian        

Frank - You have beautifully captured the metaphor of Spring being one's hope for renewal. I like the repetition of the first stanza at the end, to me it's a good way of emphasizing a point. I hope it wasn't all a dream, I hope the Spring has truly begun with dancing, prancing, and singing with fife. Very lovely, thanks, Frank..........June

        06-10-2008     Susan Brown        

These lines sound so beautiful. I continue going over them, studying the flow which seems to float on wings (a new day dawning) outstretched.
I read the stanzas backwards as well as forwards as it doesn't matter, it could fit any direction.
Nice, another grand example from the wizard pen. Softer and a tad sad, this one. I never get tired of reading your work.

Thanks again,
Susan



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