It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day; spring is near at hand, and the mail is beginning to stir…
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Spring flowers in bloom
Hope rides letters on the wind—
That’s right ladies and gents, the season of rejection letters is beginning. Just got another gem of one today. Personally, I like to store them up, in that oh-so-classy of ways, so I can look back on them with a smile if and when I actually do get published. Meanwhile: c’est la vie. What do you do with your rejection letters?
Beaumont Tower, MSU; by Chris Galford.
Woke this morning with thoughts of Winter playing in my head – and a sheen of ice outside my window that stretched from home to street and all the roads beyond. Reflecting on the beauty of the colorful Spring past, this little thing popped into my head:
Waiting to dream life
Color sleeps beneath the snow;
Wilts, but never dies.
This cavalry ride,
This noble stride,
Stretch wide upon the earth—
Trembling thunder underfoot
Amidst the shadows lightening fall.
Death rides before the tip,
Death roars beneath the arrow scorn
And in the quailing devastation
Moves the seeds of their creation.
Bodies bloom like spattered roses
But from the agony of annihilation
Stirs the flowers–flourish,
Such color rises from silent gray
The mass is fallen
The light arise
Entangled limbs stretch toward the warm embrace
Soothed into the slumber
Ask not the ends
Ask the means—
What comes, shall come again
In one form or the next.
My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! Once you’ve had a look, check out some of the other One Shot Poets as well– they’re a skilled bunch of poets, looking to form a community and support one another. Enjoy!