Vulnerable Spring - Poem by Ronald Peat
It’s only when the cat can feel
the rippled shadow of the hawk
within its wider gyre above the trees
when clouds are sparse, and sun
is bright through early spring where budded
limbs are spread wide like a clock's
split hands, that I remember how
you took my heart away in play to run.
Inside un-shifted time; we laughed
and sighed to make the world seem light—
within our passing hours that came
and went with rosy thoughts in sleep.
There joy out-stretched our days with
brighter stars that hung throughout the night;
we danced and sang with leaping pulse;
we held the moon too close to keep.
In tangled love we did embrace
the bluer sky with pillowed cloud
to lift our days amid the light;
we built our dreams atop the hill
where deer still roam and birds still fly
across the fields to sing out-loud;
where last, I wept alone in sun
to feel the burn as Summer’s chill.
© RH Peat 7/5/2010 10: 58am
Form: 6 quatrains/ 24 lines/ enjambed iambic rhythm.
rhyme scheme: xaxb, xaxb, xcxd, xcxd, xexf, xexf
Intent: Youth lost within the passing of love.
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