Sunday, July 3, 2011

Bloom by Donna Louise (excerpt of one of my poems)

Bloom

 

















I sit
watching my days like clouds fading
from morning to evening

I sit wondering where are my 
dreams, my sunbeams of promises?

I think 
who will listen to 
my story?
who can I tell...
 
Someone stole my innocence
long, long ago
A small unfolded rosebud
sending out aromatic essence of bloom
wandering in the wind
waiting...
Not expecting to be handled
Not wanting to be 
held
and cast 
aside
cool winds whispering my name

I watched
as the sun spilled over the horizon
to caress my tender petals
Someone claimed my 
sweet breath too soon 

Fresh days of springtime
I was a spring garden
full of light, cool winds swaying
birds all in harmony
bees buzzing

I ran
so full of
expectancy and estacy
I ran into the face of life
Too young to know what it 
would bring me
 
Hot summer days
dogs barking
fear running up my legs
ringing loud in my head

I listened to
love songs
love poems
 
I listened to soft words
with clandestine meanings
Too young to know
tender plants need room 
to bloom
Time
to rise and be strong 
Somebody picked me 
when I was just a rosebud

I wonder
Can I grow from here?
Will winter overtake me?
 
I wonder 
can I 
be a beautiful rose
in Autumn?
 
I see crimson tides
peeking over blue horizons
pouring liquid light all over me

I feel strong...
Sweet, gentle perfume
rolls off my
soft velvet petals
Penetrating the amber air
I’m in bloom
again



By Donna Louise