1st Day of Spring

1st Day of Spring

A Poem by D Alan Johnstone

The front porch
needs a new coat of paint.
Red from years gone by
fading, folding
into gray underneath.

A bottle in a brown paper bag
sweats on a scalloped glass table top.

Field sparrows
on green boxelder branches
chatter near rusty gutters
that span the length of the front porch.

The afternoon sun
rests against your head
creating a pre-dusk halo
defining renegade strands of hair
that drift just above
the beauty of your face.

I gaze in amazement
at what I am blessed
to behold.

You pass the bottle
in a paper bag
and say,
“what do you want to do tonight?”
not understanding
the gravity
of the moment
at all.


© 2017 D Alan Johnstone



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even the smallest moments have the ability to be cherished memories. I love this but it begs the question, within my own personal thoughts at least......why the brown paper bag? I think one needs to know the circumstances to appreciate the gesture or the sentiment in its entirety...alas though, it needs to be fitting and I don't think it needs to be relayed within this piece....maybe another?

saphy (x)

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Hey Saphy! Thank you for the kind words! The bag has little relevance other than a visual descriptor.. read more
saphy

1 Month Ago

you are more than welcome - it may well just be lost in translation lol so I wouldnt concern yoursel.. read more
D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Yes! ...this poem romanticizes that "cheapness" or potential simplicity of life. Love and beauty can.. read more



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Also the juxtaposition between her beauty and the serenity of the moment combined with the rusty gutters, faded porch paint and brown paper bag was brilliant! I love that in the small things and simple things, there can be so much beauty.

Posted 1 Month Ago


D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Alexa! I'm humbled by your kind words. I enjoy hearing what you draw from the images I've.. read more
Alexa Apothic Red

1 Month Ago

Great writing allows readers to contribute to the conversation of the piece as if it were its own li.. read more
This is a descriptively rich tribute to the simplicity of the splendor of just being still outdoors. I love that every sense is satiated.. but it's more than that... the last lines truly grabbed me.. her not understanding the gravity of what was taking place.. asking what you want to do. It's clear that you were already doing everything you wanted to do that night.. but also hints that the beauty you beheld could lead to more. The mystery of the hint intrigues the reader. Maybe she was asking for something more "activity-driven" but missing the fact that that moment was already full and spilling over of sheer bliss in the unspoken. Wow, love those moments-thank you for capturing it!

Posted 1 Month Ago


even the smallest moments have the ability to be cherished memories. I love this but it begs the question, within my own personal thoughts at least......why the brown paper bag? I think one needs to know the circumstances to appreciate the gesture or the sentiment in its entirety...alas though, it needs to be fitting and I don't think it needs to be relayed within this piece....maybe another?

saphy (x)

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Hey Saphy! Thank you for the kind words! The bag has little relevance other than a visual descriptor.. read more
saphy

1 Month Ago

you are more than welcome - it may well just be lost in translation lol so I wouldnt concern yoursel.. read more
D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Yes! ...this poem romanticizes that "cheapness" or potential simplicity of life. Love and beauty can.. read more
I just love your style! Very poignant and celebrates even those 'small' moments in time.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Thank you!
Your words transported me in time, back to a place I remember well; my bucolic country farmhouse, fields flanking, a flaking painted house attached to my porch. Beautiful imagery and a deeper peace. Nice work.

Posted 2 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

D Alan Johnstone

1 Month Ago

Thanks Robert!

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Added on December 20, 2017
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