with each windshake
sprinkled sweet dew to the soil.
For a moment she longed to be them;
to draw the lyric breath,
and contribute her song.
Copyright 2012 Jennifer Wagner
Shared in imaginary garden
Shared in imaginary garden
LOVE this!...and your blog!
Thanks Janet! I'm glad I found yours too!
Beautiful. Love it.
Lori, thank you, glad you came by!
...to draw the lyric breath...that's a wonderful line. Thanks for visiting my blog, it's always a joy to meet fellow writers!
emma- thank you, this comment got stuck in my email...and resurfaced. But I appreciate it, and your blog!
very good, first line to last
My neighbors have peonies all along the fence line, and I adore them. it is only too bad that they bloom so briefly. I enjoyed this.
Beautiful image of the peonies dancing in the wind ~
Beautiful!...I love peonies and your reference to them dancing in the wind and their perfumed heads sprinkling sweet dew to the soil.
Thanks for your complimentary assessment of it :)
I agree...would be nice to see them around longer. Glad you stopped by! Thanks for commenting :)
Thank you Grace, glad you think so :)
Me too! Thanks so much Susie, appreciate your thoughts!
strong image for me because I know that heady smell
lovely moment of envying their scented wind song
They are quite lovely...thanks Susan!
Gorgeous, simply gorgeous.
Thanks very much! So glad you stopped by Buddah :)
How we love to emulate the graceful swayings of the trees and flowers. It gives that feeling of being carefree with no inhibitions or restrictions. Beautiful write,Jennifer!
It does doesn't it? Thanks so much Hank--appreciate it!
Your ending makes me wonder at her ponderings ... what made her change her mind, if but only for a moment she wanted to exchange lives? Perhaps she began to consider other ways in which she could contribute her own song.
"with each windshake
You have an interesting take on my piece. I was writing about witnessing something lovely and just enjoying it—getting caught up in the simple beauty of a moment that lifts your heart. Not so much that she reconsidered what she may contribute…an interesting angle your thoughts took! Thanks for coming by—and that you found something you enjoyed!
I love your view!
I love the glimpse of beauty and the wonder of recapturing our youth. Longing to start again and perhaps hear another song~ Middle notes do this... ;D
I had to add a perfume(note) to my response~
Your poem whisper how I feel...stuck in the middle and wonder did I miss out?
I love that it made this connection with you--love those thoughtful responses.
You mean I'm not the only one that wonders sometimes--did I miss out? Or that-- I know I did, so now what...go for it and try to make up for lost time?
Thanks Ella--I so appreciate your thoughts!
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