"The Addiction of May"
An Extemporaneous Late
Day Essay
By Deb Lambert
An Extemporaneous Late
Day Essay
By Deb Lambert
I have no picture to share
No glorious photo of what I've been viewing
Just beyond my kitchen window
So let me describe the experience and
Attempt to explain why I am afflicted
With the addiction of May
At precisely 6:50 this evening, I was treated
To nature's symphony, as courting birds cooed
Lyrical sweet nothings and the call of wood ducks
Echoed 'round the basin of Lily Pond
As I glanced up from washing the supper dishes
I was treated to a fleeting spectacle
The sun lingered warm and golden atop the hill
Shafts of burnished gold shone brilliantly
Backlighting the newly emerged sugar maple leaves
Which fluttered in a shimmering chartreuse rumba
Their heavy veins silhouetted by the western sun
The moment of full glory was brief, but I drank it in
For the sun had another non-negotiable appointment to keep
The same one it keeps every day, whether we notice or not
Whether or not the obstructions of inclemency intervene
The sun will set and rise again tomorrow
May all our tomorrows be filled with simple joys and pleasures
And may you join me in the undeniable addiction of May.
©Deb Lambert 2008
6 comments:
You are wonderful. That was just an awesome bit of imagery. You didn't need a photo. :-)
Thanks, Shady. It was one of those rare instances when I actually had time, while still "in the moment," to record such fleeting beauty.
Sometimes just closing your eyes and dreaming is better than any picture you can take.
Ralph
You're so right, Ralph. Hence, I suppose, my endless fascination with poetry and essays... trying to evoke a certain picture, feeling or moment.
I like your phrase "verbal banquet" and thanks for this prose poem.
Now you have inspired me to investigate Lemon verbena and any connection with this plant and the Little House on the Prairie books.
Thanks for the nice comments, Terra.
I'd be interested to know if the fragrance reference was in the book, as well as in the series. Like I said, I think it was lemon verbena - Laura's mother was letting her use some for a special occasion. There may have also been a reference to using vanilla as a fragrance. Your post made me want to try growing lemon verbena, once again... lovely blog you have!
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