I asked my husband what season I am. He looked intently for a while and said summer. I knew he would say summer.
The Wild Calls Lazily
As Leo I came into the world, feet first, ready to run
Not roaring, but gently purring into the sun
When freckles are in full bloom
When grass smells it’s sweetest,
And forest’s foliage is at its thickest,
Its narrow path beckoning me into its den
Where creatures take comfort devoid of men
And in the openness ripe vermillion tomatoes hang on the vine
Ochre squash peaks through an umbrella as green as pine
Water trickles into a pond neighbored by parsley, peppermint and thyme
The buzz of a bee and swift hummingbird sprints
Amid a spectrum of hues and scents
Into my porch swing refuge race
All my senses they embrace
While the dogs and cat sleep lazily on
Outward I gaze watching the grass grow
Contemplating the mow
I wake from my dream to see from my window the snow.
J. Schlenker 
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love the way your words flow, beautiful poem.
Love this homage to the season! Well done!
JP
http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2010/12/17/where-are-you/
Very nice read. Thanks for sharing your work.
Nicely put poetry!, I live verrryyy much!
Vivid. I used to live in a fairly rural area on 5 acres, and this took me back to all my walks with my dogs around our yard looking at all the flora and fauna.
We have made hiking trails on our property, which I walk on fairly often with our dogs. The pictures are part of the property.
What a wonderful homage to the gifts of earth. Well done. Evoked a sense of gratitude in me as well. Thanks!
this is a sweet poem, with the kicker in the end 🙂 nice imagery here.
Wonderful imagery and words! Reading your piece gave me a pleasant feeling! 🙂
oh I do love this – it is so my thoughts. We don;t have snow but it is cold and dreary and the wind blows. Everything green goes into hiding and brown is the color of the world. I feel brown too and close my eyes after reading this, dreaming of spring 🙂
great job!
Very well written:)I love it:)
your words put me there, did you see me standing in the growing grass (smile)Very nice poem
http://words4afriend.wordpress.com/2010/12/15/flower/
I LOVE LOVE LOVE this poem. How well you capture the seasons. The pictures are a nice compliment as well.
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Nice Poem Thankyou 🙂
Seasons of Love
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Rainbows in Bloom
Summers Flow
plants an animals in the snow….all good
Enjoyed this…not overwhelming but still there calling softly.
That is so vivid! As I read through your poem it was almost like my mind relishing some food for thought- a food so full of flavors that it enraptures the five senses!