May Day

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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.

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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22 Responses to May Day

  1. makagutu says:

    The imagery of the sun struggling to wake up is superb! and as always beautiful flowers you got there


  2. Fantastique!
    On peut voir la bagarre!
    Et la Med, sans hate, attend tranquillement.
    Tu es vraiment le poete.


  3. john zande says:

    Getting more and more nippy down here. Enjoy the sun… we will request his return in a few months 😉


  4. Beautifully done! Bravo


  5. dcardiff says:

    Beautiful, as always. I love your imagery, The sky wears faded pearls today”, exquisite!



  6. PapaBear says:

    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 !!!


  7. arjaybe says:

    I had to look up Kore. Thank you.



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