Waterfalls and Wildflowers

As we sailed away,

Tides melding bronze

With vivacious greens

And calm blue hues,

Spectacles overtook senses.

 

Water came crashing down

The rocky slopes

In a liquid avalanche

Of droplets painted ivory, prisms

Reserved for dreamers like you.

 

We passed through

The downward stream,

The past hitting us like bricks

And soaking us

Through to our memories.

 

You just laughed -

A little water never hurt anyone.

And I reached out

To the side of the cavern,

Plucking that golden wildflower

 

Tucking it behind your ear.

I smiled as you danced,

Splashing in the puddles,

And singing in the rain

Of childhood innocence.

Author's Note

First poem I have written in a while, I have been having terrible writer's block as of late, so it may not be up to par. I tried to write this from a different point of view than my own, a father's perspective, so that is a new venture for me.

Reviews

[SurindrasFawn]

A fascinating read indeed as if venturing into an oceanic painting while the artist's world is slowly brought to realistic life. You have captured the imagination of a child and preserved it in this poem literally whisking the reader away ever so gently into that present place. I envisioned waterfalls, fountains of youth, and colorful rain. One of my favorite reads in the past few days.

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you so much for your glowing review, I really appreciate it! I am glad it brought you into the scene, I always love when people are able to envision it as I do.

[BennyBooth]

What a gorgeous poem! I really enjoyed this and I love to dream... you had me dreaming of rain and waterfalls... awesome!

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you my friend, those are the best kind of dreams. =)

[kublakhan27]

Whenever I come across any poem that even hints at the presence of water, I instinctively have to point out that I grew up literally on a shoreline (and still visit my Mom there on a regular basis) and that my Dad was a fisherman...when I got to your footnote and realized that this was coming from a father's perspective, well, I welled up a bit...we lost him two years ago so something like this is profoundly affecting, in a good way of course...mind you, I was affected right from the stanza one, and the poetry you gave to the wavering sea...I'd say you're very much back in business my friend...it usually takes me a lousy poem or two before writer's block is conquered, but you've killed it at the source with this one piece, which is unquestionably one of my favourites from your catalogue to date...love this one :)

[Ashira Macy]

How amazing it must have been to grow up on the shoreline! It must have been wonderful to get to see the sun rise and set on the water. Not to mention fishing is just so much fun, and calming. I am so sorry to hear about your father, losing a parent is never easy, but especially hard when you are younger. I am glad you enjoyed it though, and that it read well. Thank you my friend.

[kublakhan27]

It must have had something to do with me becoming a writer ;) Always a pleasure my friend.

[Matching Socks]

That's beautiful, I read a second time with my best lens of a father.
It's lovely. :)

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you so much my friend!

[Lyn Anderson]

Well, I think you did a fabulous job. I love the line "soaking us through to our memories"

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you KL, that is good to hear.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I so love that ending, the whole poem is really sweet and tender in nature… it gave me a warm feeling deep within.

[Ashira Macy]

Thanks so much my friend, so glad you liked it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

why do you say it is not up to par?
this is so serene....i am a dreamer....i sing in the rain of my childhood memories all the time...

wishing the water could flow backwards.

[Ashira Macy]

I thought it might be because I had been out of the game for a few days, but everyone's response has been so reassuring. Thank you Jacob. I am a dreamer as well, and I know exactly what you mean.

[Rocans]

It was an okay poem. Simply written. I like your second stanza the most. I thought your description there was well done. Write on!

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you my friend, I shall!

[Frozen Eyes]

Simple and as sweet as the smile on a child's face.. brought one on mine too :)

[Ashira Macy]

Thanks so much Frozen!

[Shapirta]

wow. it is AMAZING! really liked it. great job

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you my friend, I am so happy you enjoyed it!

[Shapirta]

your welcome! =)

[willweb]

"and soaking us through to our memories" I loved that. Your entire poem is free flowing and feels so peaceful and happy. How wonderul those memories can be. I really enjoyed this today.

[Ashira Macy]

Thank you Will, that is reassuring for sure. So glad you liked it.