Sunday, 23 August 2015

The best of times



The best of times comes
When life renews
That sweet smell of dung 
Enters my lungs
Seeds sown now do sprout
Rise up and smile

The brook flows again
Laughing with joy
Robins, moles and frogs
Bask in the warmth
As corn lifts its head
On farming land

 Vines soon blush with pride
As grapes cluster
Basking in summer
As I do too
When I reach for you
To kiss your lips

 Image found at www.edwardsollyphotography.co.uk

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21 comments:

  1. J Cosmo Newbery23 August 2015 at 01:46

    Oooo...that ending snuck up on me!

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  2. Keith's ramblings23 August 2015 at 01:53

    Ah, the sensual smell of dung always makes me feel romantic too! A delightful piece indeed.

    (btw, the link from Whirligig doesn't work - the first letter 'b' is missing from your URL)

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  3. Sanaa Rizvi23 August 2015 at 02:25

    Such a romantic write :D :D

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  4. X23 August 2015 at 04:34

    Nice hints of farming, of sowing and reaping in that first part. Sow love and romance and you will def have a marvelous harvest. Ha. And I like all the life in the second stanza. Well played.

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  5. Mary23 August 2015 at 04:35

    Nothing as wonderful as a kiss experienced in such a natural setting!

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  6. Sumana Roy23 August 2015 at 04:45

    love this smiling scene all over...

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  7. Gabriella23 August 2015 at 05:03

    Lovely and uplifting poem!

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  8. Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)23 August 2015 at 05:32

    whoee!! chills up and down my arms ... got me with this one !

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  9. brudberg23 August 2015 at 07:24

    Lucky you to enter spring while we are just before the fall... hope we still can get those kisses.

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  10. humbird23 August 2015 at 07:39

    The whole new world renewing its power when we - in love, anticipating spring and new kisses, I guess :)

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  11. Grace23 August 2015 at 08:00

    When life renews like summer, it is the best of times~

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  12. C.C.23 August 2015 at 09:07

    I don't know if I ever would have associated "the best of times" with dung, but you have made it sound altogether lovely and so very romantic :-)

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  13. Sherry Blue Sky23 August 2015 at 10:51

    A wonderful poem full of all good things!

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  14. Donna@LivingFromHappiness23 August 2015 at 11:59

    Oh I agree the ending was not what I expected as I was feeling the rebirth of nature... I loved it Robin!

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  15. Natašek23 August 2015 at 12:26

    sweet... and wonderful images.

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  16. Gillena Cox23 August 2015 at 12:43

    harvesting kisses this way, you lucky man. Have a joyous Sunday

    much love...

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  17. Magical Mystical Teacher23 August 2015 at 13:35

    Ah, you old dung-lover, you! ;)

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  18. Gabriella23 August 2015 at 18:13

    Thank you for visiting and commenting again.

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  19. Gen Giggles 24 August 2015 at 05:45

    I love the message that she renews your life.

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  20. Locomente28 August 2015 at 03:23

    Wooo... So sweet!

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  21. Bastet's Waka Library30 August 2015 at 01:13

    Oh so romantic ... makes me wish I were young again.

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