Homeward

[pemberlybudgie]

Odyssey

I want the spring again, but not this falling.

Or rather both, without the return: each season

Shows us not enough, birth ending

In death, hearts renewed and dried

And restless in the chill October-

Seeking in vain to be shattered

Finally

Into joy.

Feet wander under a cerulean sky, alone.

Vermillion hands caress the wind with whispers

Of some fierce

Comments

[pemberlybudgie]

:) one might get the idea that my ratio of studying to wandering-about-in-the-weather becomes alarmingly small at this time of year...of course one would be utterly mistaken in that idea....

I agree the first is better. The second I think answers it, to some extent, but could use some tweaking(it's just a reworking of something I posted last year anyway...)

But it's all such a great way of avoiding Deutsch. (we now know, not ONLY our colors, relatives, and sundry common nouns, but how to describe our daily actions! That's right, I can now say that I go with my green grandfather to the theater with pleasure and eat breakfast.) (....there is a reason my German teacher weeps when he beholds me approaching....)

[russell_crowe]

I love these. I love these very much.

And this post reminded me to get you into the poetry community. Which you need to get into promptly.

[pemberlybudgie]

:)
subtitled, why yes I am very swift in my responses to comments. What's two weeks, in the great scheme of things?
poetry community--yes! Though I shall most likely do more creeping upon others than actually contributing. We shall see. How gettest I there, prithee?

Oh, and PS. I miss you. Who knew?
<3