Friday, May 6, 2011

Dandelion Dreams

once more
to lie
amid a haze,
a deep yellow-green field
of dandelions.

their pungent order
so bitter sweet
fills the long liquid
days of summer.

as she, suspended...
in one
brilliant
moment of sunlight...
slowly, bends
to pick this heady brew
the last feast of seasons end

7 comments:

Jim said...

I can remember those yellow and green fields, Melanie. I can see that you like meadows and fields, and the seasons with flowers.

Do you remember catching them in bloom? Then we would blow those seeds to the winds.
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groundtoground.org said...

Powerful stuff. Was a pleasure to read.

WINDOWLAD said...

..i like the pleasure those words bring to me... very natural.(:

Good day.

~Kelvin

Jingle said...

suspended in one brilliant moment of sunlight...


love the line, well done.

Peggy Nolan said...

Very nice!

mindlovemisery said...

This is so beautiful I used to pick this all the time as a child, now my daughter does

lonelyrecluse said...

Very powerful imagery here, very enjoyable. Brings back many fond memories of when I was not so reclusive.
The Lonely Recluse.