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Ilasir Maroa
July 4th, 2010, 06:22 AM
In the spring
we would pick clover
and violets by the river bank.
Dragonflies fluttered
over the shallows,
flitting from log to log.

That morning,
we ate strawberries
sticky with juice;
watched horses
galloping in the clouds,
just ahead of a thunderstorm.

In the rain,
after the clouds had burst,
I walked back up the path.
I was very careful
to step in every puddle
on the way home.

SilverMoon
July 4th, 2010, 02:19 PM
Ilasir, just a beautiful poem celebrating nauture and your connection with it, warming my heart. And such powerful imagery! e.g.

A sight I wish I could behold.

watched horses
galloping in the clouds,
just ahead of a thunderstorm

A great smile! You turn the expected into the unexpected! "careful to step in every puddle" Relishing in nature!

In the rain,
after the clouds had burst,
I walked back up the path.
I was very careful
to step in every puddle
on the way home.

One of the most beautiful reads. Laurie

Ilasir Maroa
July 6th, 2010, 04:04 PM
Thanks for the comments, Laurie. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

SilverMoon
July 6th, 2010, 04:08 PM
My pleasure!

Gumby
July 6th, 2010, 05:55 PM
What a beautiful feeling this invoked! Great imagery here, too. :)

apple
September 20th, 2010, 04:27 PM
:bump:

How sweet and childlike and innocent. It filled my heart. It reminds me of my expeditions when I was a little girl. Always barefoot and looking at clouds. For me, beautiful and nostalgic. How old is your soul, Ilasir?

my best, apple

Chesters Daughter
September 20th, 2010, 04:52 PM
So tell me, my dear Ilasir, will it be you or I to tell them it's not nearly as innocent as it seems? I still love this piece.

apple
September 20th, 2010, 07:11 PM
WHAT!!! Was I tricked? Innocence... or loss of innocence. Hmm. logs, eating sticky fruit, horses, thunder, cloud bursts, puddles..... You are nasty, Ilasir.... But still, even that nostalgia captures me. :)

Gumby
September 20th, 2010, 07:24 PM
According to the discussion on Ambiance, someone died, but Ilasir is not telling. Lisa picked up on it, but even she couldn't get him to spill the beans. He's a tricky one, that Ilasir. :)