Tales Pondered

A poem of Spring and Reunion

Equal is the night, my dear

Travels through winters near,

The rain to turn; warm the sun

Glistens through; your teardrop won 

Bluebird on my shoulder;

A time before I wandered,

Love’s true innocence

A swallow; tales pondered 

The art of mother earth, my dear

These seedlings giving birth

Daffodils and p***y willow,

Tulips of our worth 

Bluebird on my shoulder;

A time before I wandered,

Love’s true innocence

A swallow; tales pondered 

Sing with me today, my dear

Present to this gift

Green so sweet and colorful

A poets pen, adrift.

Author's Note

Reviews

[dan]

Todd, I like how you switch between free verse in some writes and rhyming verse in others. I do that myself, some ideas lend themselves to rhyme moreso than others. What I DO look for when someone chooses to rhyme is this: is the rhyming sequence flowing naturally, or is it in fact forced? And I'm certain you know what I mean when I say that. Your rhymes always have a nice, even flow to them. The poem itself is beautiful, just so beautiful. I'm quickly morphing from one of your friends on WC to a big fan (and STILL friend); the writing style you've seemed to settle into (and I don't mean that in a stagnating way) fits you like a glove and you wear it well. Your style is both very diverse and very consistent at the same time. Fine writing, my friend! take care...dan

[modtoddinc]

Dan, your review is reciprocated my friend. It is interesting you mention writing style because I have often wondered if a) I have a distinct style, and b) if I will settle into one. I am extremely eclectic in the art I like and enjoy and love to find art within art and create something new, most often in a multi-media type of format... I dream of writing a book, either fiction or poetry where the reader can listen and watch as they read... but I diverse, I want you to know that I feel similarly about our connection, I enjoy your writing, your reviews and comments; I am a fan of you as well. :)

Thanks again,

~peace, Todd

[Maumil Mehraj]

"Love’s true innocence
A swallow; tales pondered "...I couldn't thinks of better words..
Immensely beautiful and it defines spring in every way possible!
Maumil

[Workvio]

This is a most beautiful piece of your heart penned to page, very sweetly romantic and touching ... If I say more I will ruin the beauty of this fine poem ...

[W R Stowe]

The bluebird of happiness is a tale of old,And here you have used it quite boldly I enjoyed your nature approach upon love life and happiness

[modtoddinc]

So kind of you to comment and recognize the truth of the bluebird. I am honored and humbled by your visit and review. Thank you.

~Peace, Todd

[W R Stowe]

your quite welcome

Bill

[Kristan A. Mohammed]

This is truly awesome. I really like your use of mother earth's natural elements. I love how you've so profoundly highlighted the beauty of god's grandeur. I really enjoyed this piece probably because of the language and word choice. I really admire your style of writing. Also, the font is simply divine.

[modtoddinc]

I thank you kind friend, I am revisiting this poem with every touch of another poet... I am humbled. Thank You so very much for your kindness.

~peace, Todd

[sereenaoutloud]

This flows beautifully. l like your unique style..you are not afraid to experiment and i love that!
And Spring...who does not love spring. You capture the essence of it perfectly!! Great piece

[modtoddinc]

As time heals all, I am beginning to feel the time of this poem and realize it might be the best I've written so far. I am in love with it myself... no conceit, just honest realization that I too am capable of beauty. Thank you for your comments and time.

~peace, Todd

[sereenaoutloud]

No it totally understand what you mean..And so you should be proud of this amazing piece...i have not yet felt that about one of mine YET...i always think "I could have done better.".I hope I too one day can actually read a piece and be confident enough to know what i created was beautiful and be satisfied with it !!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

adrift yes, but finding anchor in the beauty of spring...as warmth arrives again...and bluebirds sit on our shoulders...love is once again in the air...and winter's death grip alleviated...

nicely expressed...the use of repetition works well in this poem...

j.

[modtoddinc]

Many thanks, for reading, reviewing... and adding a poets touch.

~peace, Todd

[SCRIBBLER]

You are such an original writer. I loved your last sentence "a poets pen adrift"
Keep it up, my friend

[modtoddinc]

Thank you sir, I appreciate your sincere kindness and comments.

~peace, Todd

[alf]

Hi Todd. The poet's pen drafts the succession of thoughts that run through the mind and I feel you have let loose with this poem, a testing of the water, perhaps, but creating a beautiful flow of words. I feel you are seeing the beauty of life, but there are things you also ponder, perhaps love, justice, or the direction in which mankind heads. Without wondering, the mind becomes stilted and tunnel vision occurs. Your last line seems to confirm a moment of introspective thought captured and presented in this poem. A great write and a thought provoking read, alf

[modtoddinc]

Thank you Alf, I hear great wisdom and feel humbled by your generous and pointed review, More to ponder my friend, more to ponder... :)

~peace, Todd

[Brittany Zedalis]

This read like a song, which was lovely. I love Spring, you know, aside from the pollen of death.

[modtoddinc]

Thank you for saying so, I love music and listen to it constantly. ahhh, the pollen of death! I feel you. :)

~Peace, Todd

[AaronFreitas]

Awesome flow!
Love the nature and beautiful spring tones to this write :)