BIG PLANS

by yogi73   Sep 7, 2011


The cold of winter surely awaits
outside, wind and snow etch
intricate frost in the window panes
of the standing old Lindley House

Against the cold, the piping hot-
water radiator fights and clangs.
It sounds lively and well
I am young and I feel the same.

A sapling basks and wavers gently
on a sunny breeze. Unknown is the
knotted and gnarled oak that will grow
and outwit in the ancient woodland

What can capture the springtime
then lament how the light and
unburdend flow away. Rebellious
enthusiasm pushes the oak skyward

To fleetingly recapture the hasty
spirit of youth. Ever so, to touch
what was awake and wonder
beyond the bounds of old Lindley House

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  • 12 years ago

    by trippetta TC

    Creates such wonderful imagery in the min of the reader, or at least did for me :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Ingrid

    This read like a short story, so many images and it made me remember how I felt so safe and comfortable as a child inside the house when it was winter. The sort of safety and peace of mind that somehow evaporates once you become an adult, and you realize the hardship you have to overcome is not presented by nature, but by the others. "Hell is the others"is something Jean Paul Sartre once said, an he was so right.

    Well done,

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 13 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    AMAZING:) I love this poem:) 5/5 from me:)

  • 13 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Another simple write of life..where children
    rush to grow up fast then yearn to goback when they grow up! Liked the images..well written!

  • 13 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    I can't add much to what the ladies have said, they are the experts :) but your work rocks, you are down to earth and don't get carried away with metaphors, they're good at times but can be over done. The simplicity of your work is what makes it better than most

    Keep writing

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