Saturday, January 31, 2015

Pacific Northwest

Green winter notes
in January
bleed into February--
scent of pine, lavender,
           honey in my tea.

We slice lemon,
bake salmon, peppery
and warm

           like you,
a wild, wild rose,
no hint of snow--
grow 'round my calves,
up my thighs,
hug my hips
a little tighter,

hold me
to spring.


© 2015 Jennifer Wagner



37 comments:

Claudia said...

hmmm....there's a nice intimacy in this... also love how you weave in the scents and taste...

Brian Miller said...

nice...love the movement and energy of it growing up you
and holding you til spring...there si a nice intimacy in that, to me...

Mary said...

Ah...we in cold climates all look for something or someone to hold us until spring, something to help us survive the cold winter.

Scarlet said...

Hold on to spring ~ Love that intimacy & warmth Jennifer ~

Wolfsrosebud said...

so loved the opening... draws the reader in... the first five lines made a poem itself

my heart's love songs said...

truly lovely, Jennifer! i can but echo everyone before me.

wishing you a wonderful 2015!

Hannah said...

So many sensory details that do embrace...beautiful work, Jenn...thank you, for joining!!

Unknown said...

Nature's sensuality is entwined in every line. Really beautiful imagery.

Optimistic Existentialist said...

I imagine spring in the Pacific Northwest to be a beautiful thing :)

brudberg said...

Oh I just wish for spring in those words.. there are so many lovely senses here.. Here we had a day filled with sleet..

Maude Lynn said...

Very sensual, very well done.

Susie Clevenger said...

Yes, intimate. I love bringing spring into winter.

Truedessa said...

I really fell for the opening stanza as January bleeds into February. Holding on for the waiting spring.

Peggy said...

Like several I especially like the first stanza. I can picture this in the Pacific Northwest as you describe it. Thanks for posting here on Poetry Jam.

Anonymous said...

I felt as though you are one with your environment, with nature--drinking it all in with poetry.

mrs mediocrity said...

Love the sensuality of this, taste and smell, color and magic. Dreaming of spring here already....sigh.

Ginny Brannan said...

Beautiful. Seems many of us are working through winter and looking toward spring!

Anonymous said...

Lovely, Jennifer.

Gabriella said...

I like the way you used lemon and salmon in your poem as part of the premisses of spring.

Debi Swim said...

Beautiful - I love the first 5 lines also.

Lisa A. Williams said...

Beautiful Jennifer!

Anonymous said...

mmmmmmmm..... so visual my tummy is now grumbling! :)

Jim said...

Very nice, Jennifer. We had wild roses in Nebraska. And snow too.
Nice if they would press close, be warm, and ... I'd love them too.
..

Susan said...

Yes, a little touching and a few flowery high notes could keep us very nicely until spring. Thanks for your comments on my poem.

scotthastiepoet said...

I agree with Claudia - the delicate intimacy is beautifully achieved here - you are a lovely soulful poet Jennifer - I'm always nourished coming here... Wit Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

Brother Ollie said...

Very cool - dig the style of your work.

Kathryn Dyche said...

This has such a beautiful feel to it. Brought warmth on this cold day.

Anonymous said...

I can smell and feel the warm tea and lemon. Lovely.

Unknown said...

I wish that spring would come and wrap me up in its embrace just as soon as you, but alas it is still a winter wonderland here in Maine.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"hold me to spring"....loved this!

Salvwi Prasad said...

Your poem has such a flow in it. I love the opening lines
"Green winter notes
in January
bleed into February"

Jim said...

It was cold even here in Texas today. I felt like I needed to be held until Spring. If the ground hog wouldn't be such a scaredy cat we would be having Spring today.
..

grapeling said...

mmmm ~

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Love the metaphor here! Spring will come soon!

Wendy Bourke said...

Yes, a wonderful metaphor - and such a mélange for the senses.

janetld said...

Wonderful work, so vivid and descriptive! A feast for the senses. This may fast become a favorite of mine.

Margaret said...

Quite the sensory poem - with a twist. Lovely.