I, the Spring

[tommyhawk]

I, the Spring can slowly fade to wonder
What break of morning sun provides the day
A bright and free blue yonder
Open as a soul untamed

Or clouded in the cluttered sky
The sun in furious battle turns
Faint in reflection turn of mist
The importunate charge unseen to me

And even in the slight full form
The power of the father lore
Is graceful as a sitting shaman
Pointing fortunes back to me

I see and I am free.

[wolfhound]

That's excellent, tommyhawk. I like all your work so far. I wish I could come up with lyrics. For me, just typing my posts is a struggle.

[cinderella]

Very nice Tommy. I love your poetry.
I'm poetically challenged but I do write good haikus.

[Deliriumyes]

Beautiful, Tom...your lack of punctuation gives this one an incredible flow and rhythm, forcing a powerful crescendo! I read it a few times, looking for the hidden meanings within, and was not disapointed! It made me think of Jon's "For You For Me:"

"We say here we are and why...No other life form asks why"

[tommyhawk]

Thank you, Wolfhound. I appreciate the compliment.

Cinderella, I thank you for the kind words. Please share some of your haikus.

Deliriumyes, thanks for the kind words. I try to take a bit of a guide from Jon A, who uses poetic license and constructs the art of the word and language to paint sometimes surreal lyrics. It's a great style of writing.

[Dances w/PURPLE]

a great one tommyhawk. I feel that one as spring is a new day. a new chance.