9 May 2011

Seasons Of The Heart

Young love blooms,
and blossomed branch bears
promises
of harvest.
Old love ripens and bears fruit
of a different kind.


Writer's Island has given us the word 'Seasons' as a prompt this week, but I've chosen to approach  the subject from a slightly different viewpoint...
And The Poetry Jam Bus has joined in a time related theme, by choosing the word 'Birthday'. 


Measuring
time is a game. But
"Your Birthday?"
That's the name
of the special day each year
which can instil fear!

Now today, Tuesday, there is a birthday of sorts over here:-
http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/2011/05/09/tuesday-collab-1/  as well as another season to read about! I did mention a day or two back that Elizabeth Crawford and I were exploring the possibilities of collaboration between poet/artist bloggers, and this link will explain further. I do hope you will take the time to visit and share your thoughts about her newborn Tuesday Collab #1....

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13 comments:

  1. Peter Goulding9 May 2011 at 15:10

    Fear? At my age, its an achievement to have reached another one!

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  2. Titus9 May 2011 at 16:50

    Oh, glad I came. Love these two!

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  3. Helen9 May 2011 at 17:26

    I can feel the love exchanged in those hands. Beautiful!

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  4. MuseSwings9 May 2011 at 18:11

    I'm with Peter - regarding your second verse. I woke up again this morning. Cool.
    I love the old hands - they tell the story of your beautiful poem.

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  5. jabblog9 May 2011 at 18:21

    No fear here either - just mild surprise.

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  6. Carolina10 May 2011 at 06:51

    That photo of the loving hands is touching. Your poem is beautiful.

    I suffer from fear of birthday parties. I just ignore my own birthdays and still feel 23 ;-)

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  7. Anonymous10 May 2011 at 12:20

    Absolutely lovely. Love the first one the best :O)

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  8. Batteson.Ind10 May 2011 at 12:28

    I hate my birthdays as a rule, every one that passes just emphasises how little I've achieved.. but then i have glass half empty tendencies. Nice job :-)

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  9. Sweet Lily10 May 2011 at 14:30

    Absolutely fantastic!
    Thanks for sharing, I enjoyed the visit. :)

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  10. imac10 May 2011 at 23:34

    A smile helps to keep us young, grand post my friend.

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  11. Lolamouse11 May 2011 at 15:40

    Love your poems! I don't fear birthdays either, as I prefer them to the alternative!

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  12. hyperCRYPTICal11 May 2011 at 17:37

    First poem definitely the best Jinksy! Yet, bravo for both!

    Anna :o]

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  13. Doctor FTSE11 May 2011 at 18:19

    Do birthdays instil fear? I'm just glad I get around to another one.

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