Thursday, May 28, 2009


Puckered the petals of her lips in a kiss
Rolled and swayed her green, grassy hips
Cascaded her waters from her head to her shoulders
Laughed and fluttered her leafy lashes
Beckoned you to dance in her soft hills and valleys
And sighed as you rolled her new leaves in your hand
(This week's readwritepoem prompt was to write about a transition. I decided to write about the transition into summer. In a way, it's a follow up to my spring poem from a few months ago).


  1. I like the way you divide this into "She" and "Then" stanzas.

  2. Erin, you are so very clever. Wonderful poem.

  3. Nature, shamelessly flirting again!
    Just love love love it!

  4. Wonderful psalm of "mother earth" in spring.

  5. Such a happy poem. Love "laughed and fluttered her leafy lashes..."

  6. Erin thanks for you comment on "Love's Fallen Tears". I enjoyed your poem on "Summer" as well as the picture. Well done.

    I spent alot of time in Spokane. Your school district was one of my clients years past when they used the ACT Facility Maintenance Management System which I sold to them. I always loved visiting the district and city.

  7. Living in Portland, I especially liked "Cascades" as a verb. The shifts resonated all the way through.

  8. I like your personification of the flower as a woman, inviting us further in to enjoy and partake. Good job.


  9. nicely done.....summer has finally come to the Canadian Rockies...Garden is all waiting for the changes....then the eating

  10. This poem is lusty and light, just like summer!

  11. Erin, I read this yesterday then got caught up the tornado-y weather we had last night.

    This morning is just gorgeous, and I'm looking outside at my flowers...the wind's blowing a little...birds are all squawking...and your poem pops in my head!

    What a wonderful right-on-the-money description of summer. I'm going to put it on my fridge!!!

    (ps...I finally answered those questions--they're over here:

    I think we bought the same bag at target!!)

  12. Spring to Summer
    Winter to Spring
    Day to night
    Wrong to right

    Dark to light
    Mist to morn
    Today to tomorrow
    Each day I am

    Cycles are reassuring
    But deceiving as well
    Today is not yesterday
    This I know
    Too well

  13. erin- the first of yours i've read and shall return for more. you personification of a transition plays beautifully with the style and form you chose for the piece. enjoyed this on a sunny afternoon. -lawrence

  14. Wonderful, particularly the green, grassy hips...and, overall, I like the idea of BEING summer rather than simply existing in it for a while....

  15. Mother Nature is particularly naughty this time of year. Do you think she has a "tramp stamp??"

  16. Thanks so much for your comments, everybody. I really had fun writing this one.

    Donald-I've only lived in Spokane for 4 years, but I love it and now wouldn't want to live anywhere else. Our kids are in the Mead school district.

    Lawrence-Welcome! I'm so glad you've come to visit.

    Citizen of the Earth-I love how you respond to verse with verse.

    Lydia- Lusty and light was what I was going for. Glad you found it to be so.

    distracted-If she doesn't have a tramp stamp, maybe she should!