Aura
Before the snow softens
I feel the ache of the earth
As it arches its back and
Opens itself wide
To take in the snow
Once it yields to the sun
To become the drink of a new day.
Before the snow softens
I smell daffodils
And dream my way deep inside
A golden cup that empties
Sunlight down the green vein
Of its stem into the earth.
There I am inside that bulb
That has survived so many hungry squirrels
And so many hard, rainy days
That every year makes spring
This bulb was once
At the top of the hill
But is now at the bottom,
So near the water
So near its own reflection
All that refracted sunshine.
I want it.
But I am dreaming.
Claim me, earth,
As I claim you
In my lonely, silent heart.
I want to be that flower.
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46 Comments
How beautiful!
ReplyDeleteStunning capture, Sandy, I can almost feel the velvet petals and such a golden yellow! And your words as always, speak to me and touch the heart. have a lovely weekend!
ReplyDeleteSylvia
Just wonderful, Sandy! I placed daffodils on my Work of the Poet blog's header for Spring! Happy Spring! :)
ReplyDeleteI can see Mother Nature stretching. Lovely.
ReplyDelete1st Day of Spring!
One of the best poems I have read...loved it! The way you described a daffodil was just wonderful and magical...
ReplyDeleteThe ache of this takes my breath away Sandy.
ReplyDeleteThis strikes a chord in me so deep and so resonant I can't even find words to describe it.
And I know a lot of words.
Just not the right ones.
So evocative, so beautiful...I followed your train of thought and it lead me to tranquillity, a Spring idyll os solitude and contentment... :)
ReplyDeletePretty and sunny.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the springtime.
I love that you are seeing the earth from an erotic perspective at spring. Now excuse me while I go take a cold shower.
ReplyDeleteSimply divine description of Daffodils appearance in spring. Your words are so vivid, I felt like I was there with you and the Daffodil. God is good!
ReplyDeleteI do like this... and the line "To become the drink of a new day" is stunning...
ReplyDeleteYou are that flower ... you bring beauty/learning to the dark recesses of the untaught by teaching ...
ReplyDeletelovely thoughts expressed so creatively...wonderful for the beginning of spring
ReplyDeletevery nice shot, Sandy...
ReplyDeleteI read about your grandfather in Sweden.Since the begining that I imagined that u have somthing from Sweden, cause all family name, here, have SON.....
hahahhaha
Have a nice sunday
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I love daffodils but I wouldn't want to be one. Its bloom is so short lived. I would rather be a salvia so the hummingbirds, moths, bees would come to visit me.
ReplyDeleteHello!
ReplyDeleteI just love the way you've written this :)
Sandy: Beautiful shown and written.
ReplyDeleteThe first true sign of Spring is the beautiful yellow daffodils as they peek up from the ground to tell us warm weather is very near.
ReplyDeleteWhat a very touching piece Sandy... like you, I also wish to be that flower, that come spring, winter, summer, autumn...I can survive...
ReplyDeleteLife is like seasons, we may have spring, winter, summer, autumn..but the best is, we should survive...
What a lovely take Sandy!
Mine is up now!
Sandy, it's really a beautiful post with your so charming and intense poetry.
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday!
You create the ache in us all, just stunning, Sandy, thank you.
ReplyDeleteThis conjures wonderful images.
ReplyDeleteOh to be a daffodil,
ReplyDeleteComing foth with a bright buttery yellow, after a dreary winter. I love daffodils.
You write about nature so wonderfully.
ReplyDeleteLovely the spring flowers everywhere.
ReplyDeleteSoftly written and heartfelt. I can feel the yearning in your words and almost smell spring in the air. The signs are now everywhere.
ReplyDeleteAche of the earth is so apt!
ReplyDeleteas a dirge it sucks!
So beautiful as my wild today flower.
ReplyDeleteThanks for share.
Luiz Ramos
the vivid imagery in this is simply breathtaking! thanks for a wonderful poem Sandy! :)
ReplyDeleteWOW! This is soooo beautiful Sandy. I love daffodils, thanks for this gorgeous tribute.
ReplyDeleteThis almost rings softly like a song! Especially love the second line:
ReplyDelete"I feel the ache of the earth" and how it seems to herald the last longing statement:
"I want to be that flower."
Beautiful!
Deep, still, aching...this was truly beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAn absolutely stunning spring hymn... I think you've captured that aura quite well. :)
ReplyDeleteyearning so tangible that your words carry me into them. Thank you.
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ReplyDeletethe flower photo is exquisite~
How beautiful. Your words unfold to reveal a wonderful blossom.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written. I especially enjoyed the ending.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and true.
ReplyDeleteSuch passionate images...I can still see the warm afterglow.
ReplyDeleteWarm wishes.
Spectacular! The imagery is sensitive, sensual and definitely spring evocative.
ReplyDeleteBefore the snow softens
ReplyDeleteI smell daffodils
They are so disctinct, that yellow smell especially, so part of this Spring process...
many of my friends are already rushing to wish in the dry heat of summer...
I am with you in the daffodil! :)and the aura of aching to be rooted in that wet and warming earth!
Lovely.
Sandy, I think this is one of your best.
ReplyDeleteI like that it's the hard, rainy days that make spring.
ReplyDeleteOh I want to be that flower too!! Daffodils are one of my favorite flowers and love when they appear early in the spring! I visited you earlier and I swear there was no way to post a comment or I would have (or maybe I was dreaming). Enjoy your Spring Break~ ours is this week. Take care~~~
ReplyDeleteFor me, your piece reminded me with each stanza how separated we are from the earth in our actions and minds, yet it claims us nevertheless,
ReplyDeleteYour poem spoke to my heart, truly enchanting.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.