I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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1 November 2011

Beltane Night 2011

All week he’s been full 
of passion and play.
Tonight his back hurts.

I go out to see the moon
but it’s still a wet Spring —
she’s cloud-hidden again.

But I can write poems
in the fertile season,
warm offerings to Life.



Submitted for Poets United's Poetry Pantry #73.
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12 comments:

  1. kaykuala1 November 2011 at 04:00

    A respite from the week of passion is a welcome change to give time for some poetry! Great verse!

    Hank

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  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade1 November 2011 at 08:22

    Thanks, Hank, :)

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  3. Anonymous2 November 2011 at 04:55

    The last two stanzas are so so beautiful...

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  4. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry4 November 2011 at 13:11

    love your witty words. smiles.

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  5. The Poetry Palace4 November 2011 at 13:11

    welcome sharing a free verse with poets rally today.

    smiles.

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  6. Ella5 November 2011 at 02:27

    I love the play on words; clever~

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  7. Anonymous5 November 2011 at 15:14

    "I can write poems in this fertile season..." Indeed, Rosemary, you can! Lovely. Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/skin-like-a-cloak/

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-Wade5 November 2011 at 15:29

    Thank you, dear Amy. And you too, Ella, PP and Morning.

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  9. Sherry Blue Sky6 November 2011 at 05:59

    So nice to know you are enjoying spring, as winter creeps upon us over here! I love the "cloud-hidden" moon!

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  10. Anonymous6 November 2011 at 07:25

    I like the lightness about this - taking what is and accepting it as perfect.The clouds for me acted as symbols of one choice you could have made - to be miserable - but you chose poetry instead, and we all know how good that makes us feel!! Poetry, one of the world's best lovers.

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  11. Rosemary Nissen-Wade6 November 2011 at 08:57

    @Sherry, yes — somewhere in the world it's warm!

    @brokenpenwriter yes indeed, and my enduring passion!

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  12. Jinksy6 November 2011 at 19:29

    Re-directed passion? Hm... now there's a thought! LOL

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