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Date Posted: 09:59:15 05/12/05 Thu
Author: Raphaela
Author Host/IP: dsl-80-43-177-103.access.as9105.com / 80.43.177.103
Subject: Re: Frühling Erwachen
In reply to: Zig Zag 's message, "Re: Frühling Erwachen" on 10:06:41 04/25/05 Mon

Thank you Zig Zag - hope to see more of your poetry here soon.




>>Frühlin Erwachen (Spring Awakening)
>
>Highly evocative and it paints a splendid picture of
>early spring
>>
>>Stretching lazily like an over-content cat
>>avoiding the splintered boards she arose
>>made her way to the source of light
>>shying back and blinking at its onslaught.
>>
>>The French doors opened onto the garden
>>now pregnant in anticipation of blooms
>>daffodils waved like majestic crowns
>>and buds burst forth on young trees.
>>
>>Dew seeped secretly into her slippers
>>eliciting a gasp of rude awakening
>>requiring coffee to calm shredded nerves
>>taken in the secret bower yet naked of bloom..
>>
>>Watching the garden come to fruition
>>the blue tits compete for nesting boxes
>>she began to feel more of a participant
>>than just a silent observer of the scene.
>>
>>Warmed by the gentle morning sun
>>clothes lay discarded in a muddled heap
>>barefoot she became one with nature
>>letting her hand caress her swollen belly.

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