LONGING

LONGING

A Poem by Catherine Donavon
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A love of nature poem written August 22, 2015

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There is a longing in my soul
to stand again in fields of green
to breathe the sun and hear the earth
and feel the call of things unseen.

Beneath the feathered waves of light
the pow'r of Gaia draws me down
to lie upon her pulsing breast
and fold me in her silken gown.

I dream again, as if a child,
of castles in the clouds above
and fairy kingdoms 'round about,
and in my hands a treasure trove

of stars and moons and promises
and music only I can hear
that dances through the silv'ry boughs
to sing into my eager ear

with choruses of birds and breeze
the whispering of reed and rush
the trill of water over stones
the thunder clap, the sudden hush

when, in the rest before the rain
my heart falls still and knows the whole
of life contained in this one beat
resolves the longing in my soul.

© 2019 Catherine Donavon


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A good Thursday morning to thee, Catherine 🌸
And, a warm welcome, too.
I've already read and enjoyed your pieces, each in its own unique poetic form, and decided to begin here with reviews … at the beginning.
A genuine poetess extraordinaire I see you are, and this particularly beautiful piece of wondrous imagery, rendered in enthrallingly smooth syntax, and metaphoric embraces of emotional bliss, you have deftly brushed into our mind's-eye from Nature's colors, textures, and hues, is sheer mastery.

Techy stuff: In abcb, iambic tetrameter, Quatrain verses, you virtually sing unto an olde bard's smitten soul. Only L6 trips a wee bit; perhaps, the elision pow'rs might sort the iambic beat. And, to rid the run-on, cramped feel, consider a space between verses.

Whatever, this enthrallingly spiritual composition spoke to me far beyond the scope that mere words could convey … with:
"when, in the rest before the rain
my heart falls still and knows the whole
of life contained in this one beat
resolves the longing in my soul."

You've touched me, Catherine, deep and true.
Thank you ever-so warmly for sharing your fine poetic skills with us, Dear Lady-Poet … again, welcome! ⁓ Richard 🍃

Posted 1 Month Ago


Catherine Donavon

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Richard. Thank you for the technical advice. Perhaps all L6 needs is an apostrophe, to wi.. read more
Catherine Donavon

1 Month Ago

And 'tis done. Richard, I plan to read some of your work soon, but I'm in the process of preparing m.. read more
Richard 🍃

1 Month Ago

Ahhh, Catherine,
It looks sooo much more user-friendly, and all could possibly offer is a siz.. read more
Lovely! I enjoy this type of fantasy. You write it as though you are truly there and in doing so make me feels as though I am there too.

Posted 1 Month Ago


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Beautifully written piece Catherine, you are obviously far from a novice in the writing stakes.
Welcome to the cafe, enjoyed reading you :))
Good morning

Posted 1 Month Ago


Catherine Donavon

1 Month Ago

Good morning. Thank you for the welcome.
I'm sure that many will identify with the sentiments in your heartfelt poem Catherine. Life can withlay us with its problems and it feels like a great comfort to lose yourself in nature. I believe in the Gaia hypothesis but it looks like our relationship with mother earth is almost beyond recovery.
Developing our unity with the earth can only help.
All the best.
ALan

Posted 1 Month Ago


"with choruses of birds and breeze
the whispering of reed and rush
the trill of water over stones
the thunder clap, the sudden hush..."

An eloquent tapestry of nature, so well defined. So good to meet you, Catherine! Welcome to the Cafe!

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Catherine Donavon

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Kelly. So glad I found this site by happy accident. Thanks for welcoming me.
Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

My pleasure!
I think I've been there once or twice in my lifetime as well Catherine. Lovely piece of writing...

Posted 1 Month Ago


Being the same age as you, this beautiful poem may have more meaning to me than it does for younger folks. Having seen and done much, being in that field full of color and light is better than about anything I can think of. The best things are free--right? Couldn't help but notice you wrote this on my father's birthday.

Posted 1 Month Ago



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Catherine Donavon
Catherine Donavon

Santa Fe, NM



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I am a 71 year old woman currently living in Santa Fe, NM, but in the process of selling my home and hitting the road to live as a nomad. I am a singer/songwriter, actor, director, painter and writer... more..

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