So i must admit i have a talented husband.. He gets these ideas in his head and cant focus on anything else till he puts them all down on paper.. What am i talking about you ask? well my husband has this gift of writing poems.. he writes in the "sonet" form.. he will tell me what the form is and where it stems from, but i have a small attention span and usually am captured by his poetry.. Jared has recently shared a poem with me about the seasons and i must admit it is one of my favorite ones (except all my love poems he gives me).. He has a way of capturing the world around us and making me think in different perspectives.. I am so grateful for all the talents in this world. i have many friends who are talented in so many areas, Jill in photography, my sister in anything that is crafty, my mom with her sewing and on and on i could go.. I just want to say thank you to all those that share their talents with me.. what is my talent? well beside nursing i am still working on it.. I love creative writing and have a little knack for pictures.. But till i am done with school we will see what i have yet to create.. Anyway, Jared has a blog with all his poetry on it.. there is a link on our page and he would love anyone to read and leave comments of what you think.. I want to share the poem about the seasons.. the imagination is a terrible thing to waste so don't be afraid to get lost in picturing what the words tell you..
The Spring Queen
The sun breaks through deep depressing grey clouds
It's rays summon forth spring and her good queen
She's there to bring life, this I have no doubt
The sound of her voice is soft and healing
Dancing and twirling her song singing
Her emerald dress beckoning the dead
It's time again to sing with the living
swaying to and fro, come with me and wed
By her fingers touch the flowers awake
The wind from her dress brings new life to trees
All creatures small and tall start to mate
The earth alive and free from the kings freeze
Come one and all my son you must now meet
come one come all and bow at his great feet
The Summer Prince
The queen has left,it's her sons time to rule
He descends from the sky,scorching hot robe
With a calm voice he speaks, "Please be my tool."
Together I know we can lift this load
Trees I need you to be for man cold shade
Woodlands I need you to gather the nuts
Bees honey from you I need, no delay
Man has power to grow all he touches
So go forth and do all things I so ask
For when the time comes you might be ready
When the princes of fall comes to collect
Hurry before the leaves turn confetti
Come one and all my sister you will meet
Come one come all and bow before her feet
The Fall Princess
The prince has left, it;s his sisters time now
She falls gently to the ground, from life's tree
dressed like a wilting leaf she smiles, then bows
The time has come, I need from you my fee
Woodlands your nuts will you please bring forward
Bees I smell goodness in your sweet honey
Trees you have done well for your Lord
Man bring all that you have grown, before me
I shall now mix all that has been given
Together we'll have a wonderful feast
Then of your fruits you will have so eaten
After, the king will come and you will sleep
Come on and all my father you will meet
Come one come all and bow at his grand feet
The Winter King
With the princess gone it's her fathers time
He blows in fast in his pearly robe
Behold you have seen my great family line
The time is now for you to feel my blow
With his mouth gaping wide he took his breath
Then released, chilling all to the bone
Immediately they were all put to rest
With heaven the color and simple tone
I shall now show you visions and all things
Though asleep, you will see it in your head
You have worked hard and earned this joy to be
Now it is time, so sleep well in your beds
Soon you will awake and meet my kind wife
You will forget all, anew begin life