The sky wears faded pearls today as the sun struggles to get out of bed,
Buried under blankets of clouds and a mild depression.
In a flurry of wings doves urge him on.
They cajole, they fret, they beg.
But he is in no hurry.
There is so much to do to clear the air still thick with moisture
And suspended dust from far away.
So many things clamor for a piece of him that he is already spent.
And there is the Med,
Patiently waiting for his attentions and getting so little
He almost feels guilty.
Perhaps with the passing of May eve, the horror show will stop,
Winter will leave, exorcised, chased to the south
By the fragrance of primroses and freesias,
By the tender green of new grass, new shoots in surrounding vineyards
And a lucky brin de muguet*…
Perhaps it will be the purest trill from the small bird
I can barely see singing his heart out
That will free Kore from hell and give winter a shove.
Perhaps the fog and haze will then lift and the sun
Will find his way to do what he is meant to do.
* On May 1st, the French buy and give Lily-of-the-valley sprigs for good luck. Good luck in sowing season brings abundant crops to harvest.
The imagery of the sun struggling to wake up is superb! and as always beautiful flowers you got there
Thank you Noel. I have been waiting for a gorgeous sunrise for sometime now, but it is not happening. 🙂
It appears we have the same problem. The sun is struggling to make an appearance here but the clouds are wrestling with it!
Now you know what I am talking about. 🙂
On peut voir la bagarre!
Et la Med, sans hate, attend tranquillement.
Tu es vraiment le poete.
Merci. Tu es tres gentil.
Getting more and more nippy down here. Enjoy the sun… we will request his return in a few months 😉
I may not want to let him go….
Then it appears we must war…. His affections to the victor!
Beautifully done! Bravo
Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed it.
Beautiful, as always. I love your imagery, The sky wears faded pearls today”, exquisite!
Thank you Denis. The sky was just that color, whitish, a bit opalescent and just a smidgen of grey thrown in.
Ah, but Sol has raised his sleepy head early here, Em. Tulips, daffodils, hyacinths, and now even the roses have awakened. It was 83 yesterday and will be again today. I think Old Man Winter has been, once again, banished to the hinterlands until next year. “The Sun Also Rises” (isn’t that the title to a book?) where you live. Seems he’s just a bit hesitant today. Happy Thursday !!!
Hesitant he is. Every single day he has to be coaxed out! By the time the afternoon comes he is ready to come out for a bit…every two days or so.
I am hoping May will break the trend.
Happy Thursday to you.
The pic of the Lily of the Valley is beautiful. One of my favorite flowers. The fragrance is unbeatable (except maybe by Star Jasmine).
I had to look up Kore. Thank you.
You have made my day! Thank you.
Thank you. Always so kind.