Monday, April 4, 2011

What we dream of in the desert

Do you know that feeling waking up in a room with an open window above a garden,
with the sound of rain tapping on the glass,
and the warm mushroom smell that emanates from the earth like a flower turning to the sun?

Do you know that hush before the day draws breath,
when the trees whisper to the birds, it’s time to wake up?

Do you know the lush scent of cut grass
crushed underfoot by squirrels and patrolling cats?

Do you remember the sound of the milk float easing his electric motor forward,
the thud of rolled newspaper on a damp welcome mat?

Do you know that clasp where the groove of your hand
slips into the groove of your glove-like life?


for Magpie 60:  http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

35 comments:

Everyday Goddess said...

dreamy feelings expressed so well, nice!

susan t. landry said...

is-a-belle:
this is the kind of poem that makes me believe in poetry all over again.
killer last stanza.
every words works, carries its weight. i *really* love this.
thank you!
susan

Olivia said...

A very wonderful Life- song..
Very vivid imagery. A hopeful, full of life, beautiful poem! Serene indeed!

It’s pouring

Hugs xx

LKHarris-Kolp said...

Beautiful and evocative piece!

~laurie

anthonynorth said...

This is very beautiful. Just flows.

120 Socks said...

Superb, really wonderful, full of lovely sensuous thoughts, brilliant.

Old Ollie said...

Cool piece.

How'd you know abou the wellies?

honeyhaiku said...

Wow, this is a masterpiece. I read it forward and backward an the work reads well from both ends!

Fireblossom said...

Um...that must be my OTHER life you mean!

This is so full of familiar, lovely things.

Friko said...

I'm new here, my first visit.

Your poem is good, very good. There are very few where I come right out and say this.

Friko said...

Me again,

my poetry is bad, so I hardly ever try any. But my prose is good. Just thought I'd say that, even if you think that's too much information.

Marinela said...

Beautiful and creative piece of work!

Short Poems

Ann Grenier said...

Your poem is like a well deserved afternoon nap when one feels free to allow pleasant memories to float past. Your repetition is a perfect vehicle to provide that feeling.Really enjoyed it.

hedgewitch said...

Very serene, with just a tinge of wistfulness in the bouquet.

Southwest Arkie said...

I do! I do know that feeling! Very nice one Isabel!

DebbyMc said...

Yes! I do know! It's what we dream of here in the almost-desert, too. Very nice!

Lyn said...

This carried me along, and I wanted to say yes to every question you asked..lovely!!

Tumblewords: said...

Comfortable and dreamy - charming piece.

Marilyn said...

Very lovely piece; such an awareness of very special moments and feelings.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Yes I do those feelings! Love it all, very evocotive!

Anna ;}

Tim Jones said...

I agree with Susan - all good, but in particular, what a wonderful last stanza!

Lisa said...

What a beautiful piece of work. I enjoyed it very much!

Lisa
InspiredbyLisa

gautami tripathy said...

So evocative...

misty dew

Kristen Haskell said...

Those feelings represent heaven to me. Lovely Magpie.

Celestial Dreamz said...

very beautiful and dreamy :)

Tess Kincaid said...

So evocative. I especially like "warm mushroom smell". I got lost in this piece.

Trellissimo said...

You ideas go hand in glove with your words. :)

Martin H. said...

You describe yourself as 'sometimes poet'. Might I suggest you drop the 'sometimes'. You are a poet.

Steve Isaak said...

Wonderful word pairings and images. Excellent.

Carrie Burtt said...

Thought provoking and beautiful!
:-)

Reflections said...

Lovely images fill the senses, nudging awake the morning after the peaceful nighttime rain. Very evocative piece.

Isabel Doyle said...

Thank you to all your generous comments.

There is enormous 'wistfulness' in this piece, homesickness, whatever. I live in such an alien landscape it will not rain again until December ...

I am so pleased that it struck a chord even to those who don't live in deserts!


Isabel x

Margaret said...

And if one can't remember, it's time to go to bed early and enjoy such a morning. The desert does have its own beauty... its own comforting noises?

Willow said...

Ah, to have my senses awakened like that now, in my tropical exile. Brilliant ending that has me reflecting.

Jingle said...

well done.