The seeds of spring
bring me into the journey within.
The colors are the backdrop
to the thoughts taking flight.
I watch the ripples in the pond
of humanity.
We hunger to tell our tale
to share our vision,
to dream,
to nourish our souls.
Dream,
that life can be different.
We share ourselves
bits and pieces all along
hiding our true story
while we drink wine
and taste morsels of life
and taste morsels of life
our road is blurred
by our broken compass.
The hunger lives
the fragments like the
new leaves sprouting.
The scent of spring is
in the air,
underneath the surface
the desire is boiling
seeking to convey,
rise, connect.
Our well
waiting to bubble.
I watch with intention,
The scent of spring is
in the air,
underneath the surface
the desire is boiling
seeking to convey,
rise, connect.
Our well
waiting to bubble.
I watch with intention,
I inhale the light,
my landscape
full of this moment
and the tales I carry
in my mind.
my landscape
full of this moment
and the tales I carry
in my mind.
Saturday night I had the privilege of going to the Literary Feast and later to have dinner with supporters of the public library foundation and author Dani Shapiro. She is an amazing writer and a beautiful soul. Several people shared that they want to write their story, but they haven't yet. I believe we all have a story to tell.
The art in this post belongs to artist Sunita Khedekar. We are sharing our thoughts on spring at http://dversepoets.com/.
I thought the opening line was stellar Ayala:
ReplyDeleteThe seeds of spring
bring me into the journey within.
I like the desire to share ourselves & our journey & stories ~ You ladies look beautiful, smiles ~
smiles...very cool write...watching the ripples of humanity...we do all have stories to tell and i am thankful for those that take up the pen and do....watching with intention...that is cool too...smiles....what a cool experience you had...that is awesome...
ReplyDeleteThere is a story in us all indeed, some are just more crazy than others lol
ReplyDeleteI feel the JOY!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
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So beautiful, Ayala. I agree we have a story to tell... and how lucky of you to meet with Dani Shapiro.
ReplyDeleteI love this, Ayala--it's mystical, introspective and speaks to the hunger we have to be understood.
ReplyDeleteThis is very touching, Ayala. I so hunger for those 'seeds of spring.' And those tales that one carries in one's mind....yes, that is SO much spring.
ReplyDeleteNow you're talkin !!! That's a freakin poem Babe !
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely Beautiful !!
Yes, sometimes we do hide our true story, while deeply desiring to share it. I especially liked your opening line; it introduces your piece perfectly!
ReplyDeleteYes, we all have a story to tell and a few buds ready to sprout:-)
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me a bit of Jane Eyre and her desire to tell her story. Lovely poem. (Also this is the picture I chose as well!)
ReplyDeleteYou are so right, Ayala...we do all have a story to tell. Spring is a time of renewal and regrowth for nature and us if we so choose. You tell it so well.
ReplyDeletevery cool on going to that literary feast and beautiful pic as well... i wish more of us would share their story... and spring def. makes me wanna connect more with nature again...and probably as well with what got lost of myself during winter
ReplyDeleteStories ... yes ... each one has his/her own :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat opening lines! I am sure a lot of people would like to tell their tales but are not sure where to start. You have expressed this very well.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you had a chance to meet Dani, Ayala. She is delightful. I met her a few months back at a reading and enjoyed conversing with her.
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery in your poem. I loved this line in particular, "We share ourselves
bits and pieces all along
hiding our true story
while we drink wine
and taste morsels of life
our road is blurred
by our broken compass."
Thank you.
a well that bubbles.. those occasions.. those moments with a special person...
ReplyDeleteWe hunger to tell our story, I think we all have a story a dream but, we keep certain parts hidden close to our hearts.
ReplyDelete"We share ourselves/bits and pieces all along/hiding our true story" such a poignant observation about how we choose what to reveal about ourselves. I suppose we share more with those we trust, so the amount we share is truly dependent on our relationship with the other. Wonderful poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write.
ReplyDeleteAnd two beautiful ladies in the photo.
There is truth here--we do have a story to tell, yet we are also drawn to conceal ourselves from others, for various reasons. Well done!
ReplyDeleteour road is blurred
ReplyDeleteby our broken compass - love the effect. Great piece Ayala.
What is our life without its story? So beautifully expressed, ayala. And the photo of you both is wonderful! Sounds like an amazing evening.
ReplyDeletehappy you had such a wonderful evening!
ReplyDeleteyour write describes to me the point i'm at with my writing. There is so much bubbling inside that i can't seem to break free from the distractions of daily life to free myself totally. but bit by bit some of my soul is released with a poem here and a poem there.You put the struggle into such beautiful words. thank you!
..."our road is blurred
ReplyDeleteby our broken compass. " this caught me, took my breath... the whole work, deep with turnings from within...I really enjoyed your beautiful take on this prompt, and your choice of painting.
Beautiful! We are all better for you sharing your story.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely photo of two lovely women - inside and out. So glad you had the chance to meet Dani! xo
ReplyDeleteOhh lindo post la foto de su perro se parece mucho a mi perra es un amor,abrazos
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