Melodies Of Life
When soothing cradle songs imbue the earth
rain falls to suckle flora, creatures rouse
from dormancy, then couple and give birth,
while spring delivers buds to pregnant boughs.
The fields revive with buttercup bouquets
as blue-birds fly to lands of lullabies
across the rain-bowed sky. My mama sways
me in her arms while singing hush-a-bye.
Soon adolescence shouts its bold refrains
when greenery grows vigorous and new.
My life matures as sap flows through young veins
while music blasts out loud for youthís debut.
So summerís jazz and rock play stronger sounds
as hormones surge through blood and love transpires.
A blaze of colours swell as earth abounds
with energetic zest for lifeís desires.
When pace of autumn dawdles, I repose,
observing shades transform to rusty blends.
This slower tempo lulls me Ďtil I doze
as desiccating foliage descends.
Now time erodes my life; I feel dismay.
My changing look precipitates those fears.
When blossoms fade, they wrinkle and decay
as summerís flush declines then disappears.
I hear the strains of winterís chilled advance
and feel ambivalent of distant days.
When snowflakes drift, their softness will enhance
the stark reality of lifeís malaise.
Will mist surround my mind in fuddled dreams,
purloin my dignity when time seems false?
As cold entices sleep, the sun will gleam
once more for me to dance, that final waltz.
When Winter exits with a funeral dirge,
once dormant life bestirs, becoming rife.
Sustaining showers fall as shrubs emerge,
in rhythm with the melodies of life.
------- Author's Notes -------
This is a rewrite of an old poem 'That's Life'
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (184.108.40.206) -- Sunday, January 14 2007, 05:43 pm|
Cap I didn't understand it. you know me everyday words I get but I have a hard time understanding words that classy.will you write one for simple thinkers like me. I want to know what this poem means. So please will you make this simple for us the simpletons lol
|Capricorn (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, January 16 2007, 12:09 am|
I swallowed a dictionary again Barb! It's comparing life to the seasons -- but if you read the original poem 'That's Life' I think it might suit you better.
|barb (18.104.22.168) -- Tuesday, January 16 2007, 04:53 am|
At least you understand I wasn't being unkind. just unused to fancy words.lol
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