Saturday, April 21, 2007

By Don Iannone
Can you fathom
the beauty of spring
and where it carries you,
when you allow it
to overtake you
like a herd of wild butterflies
that gently pummel you into submission,
coaxing the newborn inside you
and forever tickling your imagination
until tears of joy stream down your cheeks
and you allow yourself
to plop down in a bed of cool clover
and watch wistful clouds coast
across the cornflower blue sky?
I can fathom it
and hope you allow yourself
to do just the same.


Kai C. said...


J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I'll do that. :)

trinitystar said...

a glimpse of pure Divine expression

Don Iannone said...

Thanks for your comments Trinitystar, Andrew, and Kai.

floots said...

no plumbline needed to fathom spring i reckon
just some time and the right state of mind
thank you

polona said...

oh yes i can :)

QUASAR9 said...

Yeah Don,
just letting go
and to go with the flow
in the fresh Spring Air
watch life & Nature glow

Beaman said...

Beautiful poem. The imagery was quite wonderful. I liked the structure you used too.

samrina said...

Beautiful words!!

Take care

samrina said...

Very well written..

Take care

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