Poem #1 - Poetry Month

A Poem by redzone

… April Poetry

POEM #1- Poetry Month

As I step off the back porch,

into the freshly fallen snow,

I look in all four directions

seeking balance in a new day.

As I walk through the snow,

Grandmother speaks to me:

“Aztec, see how the snow

covers and quenches the Crocuses thirst;

how their purple or yellow petals

reach for the sun’s warmth.

Even as the whiteness

and cold surrounds them,

they survive and grow strong.

You, like them,

are the creatures of Nature.

Never forget who you are,

or where you are going.

My grandson, be alive in the beauty

above and below.

As I think on these words,

I smile

and renew my life’s journey

that will lead me to you.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 4.1.18

© 2018 redzone

Author's Note

thanks for reading...
this was the first of the April poems written for Poetry Month...

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kentuck14

Red,
Grandmother was a wise woman. A truly heartfelt poem. Thanks.

Tom

Posted 5 Years Ago

barleygirl

This is one of your best . . . seems more personal, as if you're telling of a precious true snippet from your youth. May we all have a grandparent's wisdom such as this (love your grandma quote). I find that being outdoors, feeling the lessons of the ancients all around me, even tho I didn't know my grandparents, it's as if the whole wilderness wants to grandmother me! That's what your poem brings to mind (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago

Lily Finch

So deep & meaningful 😍
Enjoyed !!!

Posted 5 Years Ago

Relic

We can gain wisdom and guidance from our elders not just for now, but for years to come. Suddenly, their words will pop into our head. Perhaps they're talking to us and reminding us.

Nicely said poem, redzone.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Island Hippy

Aloha Redzone, this is lovely. The ever present connectivity of our ancestors keeps us strong and grounded, they remind us of our responsibility to the natural world. Words to fill us again and again. I love this type of aina and ohana poetry, beautiful!

Posted 5 Years Ago

Kelly Scheppers

My grandmother had a garden that wrapped around the front porch. She took vigilant care of the azaleas, roses, and crocuses, just as much as she did me. I love how you implanted the voice of your grandmother coming back to you - as a grandmother's voice has a habit of doing from time to time, no matter the years. It gave such a palpable touch to this extraordinary piece.

I am thrilled you are back, and hope you are able to stay!

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

good to be back Kelly... I always love when you visit and especially when you leave these nice comme.. read more

Onlyme

Wow, Would love to have met your Grandmother, she is wise and speaks the truth! Wonderful poem. Full of wisdom.

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

hi Dee, this Grandmother lived in the area now known as Manhattan several hundred years ago, but she.. read more

Crowley

Yeah...she was right, aren't they always. Sage advice presented in cosmic foil. what a great pace and tone. I loved this piece, great job.!!

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

thanks Crowley, appreciate the visit and the kind words you have left...

Ana Papaya

I really like the shared wisdom of our elders and you have really imparted this so beautifully.
:)

Posted 5 Years Ago

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5 Years Ago

WOW it's Ana, visiting and commenting on this poem... thank you and glad you liked....

5 Years Ago

You are welcome. :)
I know... I haven't been around much lately. :)

5 Years Ago

ne worries, me neither... always nice to see you here... so here is a big wave from me to you....

Lyn Anderson

Nice conversational tone. It has an ease about it that some of your work does not, as if there's a settling in, a realization ...
One minor suggestion - your only dip into the past tense is the "stepped" which could be easily switched to "step" to match the rest of the piece