Wednesday, May 7, 2014

lace




the camellias
have lost their head
announcing summer
not quit here

a rarer lace, a fairer
day
blossom holds the dew
not shade of
summer
but ending hue; and who
would guess
the clever cry
the trill, the sweetness
of its song

the toad, the hare
the zephyr air
to set recall; to quest upon
but earlier dreams
recollection, touch of
you

the lace, the trace heart
that comes
with spring, and turns
with summer a
distant blue

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2014

13 comments:

  1. This is beautiful..so descriptive and emotive. I simply love the ending. Thanks for writing!

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  2. Welcome Susie I needed some inspiration that came in the form of lace...bkm

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  3. It's so dreamlike and gentle. The first stanza is classically beautiful and the unfolding of the rest is magical.

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  4. i love the lines "a rarer lace, a fairer "/ day"...

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  5. Delicate and gossamer as lace. The internal rhyming shimmers with gentle reflection.

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  6. This has a haunting quality...something far off, and far away....something blue.

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  7. This is a beautiful lyrical response to the prompt.Your phrasing and flow of lines makes for a wonderful reading experience.

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  8. You give the seasons a voice....a beautiful voice....glad to see you back again Bkm. :-)

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  9. So beautiful, Barbara, and so nice to come across you here!!!!

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  10. This is a like breath of fresh Spring air ...

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  11. I love the cadence & beautifully written verses ~ So lovely to read you again ~

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  12. Laced thoughts with sight and all changes in the garden. Beautiful.

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  13. What a beautiful poem. Love the wistful dreamy quality that perfectly matches lace.

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