Friday, May 16, 2014

Gifts

 Sandra Cohn Art

After long winter
the spring - revelation,
a gift of heaven…

After long drought
the rain feels like
first baby tears,
the fear of breath...

After decade of 
impregnable  veil
when walls fall
the hot air
embraces the
vacuum…


Shared with PU Poetry Pantry

11 comments:

  1. There always seems to be a light, just takes a while sometimes

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  2. i feel the relief in this...winter come to close....and new life awakening in you

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  3. those are gifts indeed... and just what is needed then it that very moment... feels good

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  4. The veiled perceptions do come through in your words. Like “fear of breath”….

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  5. This is nice. I especially like 'rain like baby tears.' That seems to me to be the gentlest of rains!

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  6. I love the idea of spring as "revelation, a gift of heaven". That is how it feels.

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  7. Beautiful imagery in your poem, humbird. My favorite stanza is the second one.

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  8. I like how you're using different aspects of time to the same resolution.. a day of bliss.

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  9. Thank God for grace that sometimes arrives in time. We can all use a very good day.

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  10. I love the opening verses, spring as gift from heaven ~ Thank you for the lovely write ~

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  11. A change of season which brings rain is always welcome.

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