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| The Time of the Lilacs by Sophie Gengembre Anderson (1823-1903) |
The lilacs woke me this musty morning:
Broke through my fog with white and purple scents
louder than an alarm clock, more eager
than a mother on my first day of school.
Every lilac memory burst on me
until I laughed aloud and romped with them
as if they were collie puppies and I
needed neither caution nor vigilance.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you
for opening the window and letting
spring wind enter with its ever magic
surprise and this gift of lilac delight.
I forgot that when I couldn't move at all
life’s essence could come to me still and enthrall. For my prompt Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Happiness
Copyright © 2015 S.L.Chast
This is so uplifting and hopeful, loved it.Thanks!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a glorious poem made even more pertinent for as a child my mother had many lilac bushes in the garden as it was her favorite and this brought back lilac memories for me too.
ReplyDeleteIt's nature's calling. Amazing isn't it. I can definitely smell the scent and I can see how excited you are to start your day. Have a marvelous Wednesday, Susan :)
ReplyDeleteReading this poem made me happy, Susan! Outside this time of year there are so many beautiful lilac bushes. Each year they symbolize happiness; and one has to enjoy them for the short while they exist & savor the memories that they bring.
ReplyDeleteAnother thought I have as I read this poem is...sometimes when WE cannot come to happiness, happiness will come to us. If only we open our windows!
for the gift of nature a happy poet; enjoyed this delightful read
ReplyDeletehave a good Wednesday
much love...
What a soft and dreamy poem...strange I haven't smelt lilacs for years but they came alive here..thank you thank you :)
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful poem depicting the various joys of Nature :D
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned..!
Lots of love
Sanaa
such a happy write and you hold the magic of life in the couplet...
ReplyDeleteSusan! your happiness is tangible, I felt lie I could just extend my hand and touch the happy lilac! :)
ReplyDeleteNature always uplifts the soul..such a lovely poem... :-)
ReplyDeleteThe entire poem is lovely and lyrical, Susan; but the last two lines are amazing in their truth!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous!! Reading the poem makes the reader instantly happy! Adequate sunlight, fresh air and connection with nature can do wonders to the well-being of heart....lovely write, Susan.
ReplyDeleteThis really is delightful, Susan. Made me smile.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful piece and so true...life will come to you. With scent, warmth, and all things good... and bad...life will come to you.
ReplyDeleteI ADORE this poem! All the thank you's, romping with your memories like collie puppies, and at the closing, even when we're immobile, yes, life can and will still enthrall. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteThis poem went directly to my heart. It is the epitome of happiness and as beautiful as the painting you posted. I thank you the way you thank the lilies.
ReplyDeleteLovely and excellent prompt as well. I could almost smell the lilac. I do hope you are not often in a position where you cannot move at all.
ReplyDeleteSo cheerful Susan. On the days we need sunshine - it wafts fragrance indoors.
ReplyDeleteThe art set the scene perrfectly
So lovely, and full of hope.
ReplyDelete"as if they were collie puppies".... I feel the happiness here.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear your happiness song Spring and lilacs suit you:)
ReplyDeleteI agree with Debi - I just love the image of lilacs as romping collie puppies - so vibrant!
ReplyDeleteIt is such happiness to see purple lilacs all sweetly permeating the air. Sweet memories yes, and great lines too, Susan!
ReplyDeleteHank
Love it; so full of true joy.
ReplyDeleteSusan,
ReplyDeleteSuch a feelgood factor within your beautiful poem. Natural beauty can offer unbelievable wealth in making us thankful to be alive! Thank you for this happy prompt opportunity...
Eileen
I adore the likening of the lilac to the collie puppy!! So true and unique!
ReplyDeleteThis made me smile--it feels like spring!
ReplyDeleteThe difference of age is no difference at all.
ReplyDelete"more eager than a mother on my first day of school"--haha, that is fantastic!! I remember that eagerness very well ;-)
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem.It made me smile :)
ReplyDeleteLovely images and an extremely sensuous poem, Susan. I love lilacs and their scent and there is such a bright feelign of hope at Spring's arrival expressed in your poem. Loved it!
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