Rite of Spring
Aug 20th, 2009 | By Carlton Lloyd Smith | Category: Poetry | 381 viewsOver the acres, together they blend
An ocean of green stretches in soft waves
The current of wind washing over it
Ripples slowly the newly shorn blades
As is my rite in every new April
I walk out over the soft acres of grass
To the far away oak that rules the field
Standing in solitary dominion
Its strong arms lifting high its leafy crown
As I begin it is only a blemish
A small leafy pock on the horizon
And as I walk, as is always my wont
I watch it slowly grow with every step
Arriving I place my hand on its trunk
The midday shade splayed evenly around
I feel the craggy bark on my fingers
And peer up into the long slow branches
A few paces West of the tree I sit
And ponder the abundance around you
Your monument, the green life of this field
I see the shaded and soft waving blades
Newly sprung from the rest of cold winter
Gripping the slow rolling earth beneath them
As I rise I shift to my knee and think
Of the words you spoke on your final day,
“Let me rest beneath the oak where we met
So I might live in the grass of the field
In love, in life, in happiness and sorrow
In time these days from memory will fade
But our green sea, forever will remain”
I place a lilly gently on the slope
And ponder it’s white petals on the green
I feel you reaching through the resting blades
To breathe it’s fragrant nectar once again
And you smile, as you always smiled, for me
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About Carlton Lloyd Smith: Technology Director and Founder, Troubadour 21 - Carlton is a poet, writer, dreamer and professional techno-geek residing in Southeast Michigan. His obsession is learning and growing and his favorite color is Crayola® cornflower blue. Visit his poetry website at poetry.unclesol.net, Visit his blog at www.unclesol.net, friend him on Facebook at www.facebook.com/unclesol, or follow him on Twitter at www.twitter.com/unclesol |
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Great Poem Carlton!