Dormancy (reworked into a double triolet with a couplet)

What waits to stir beneath snow
is more than old leaves and mud;
life folded, patient and slow
(is) what waits to stir beneath snow
shifts in its sleep, hungry to grow
the dreams seeds own, impatient to bud
what waits to stir beneath snow
is more than old leaves and mud.

Here at the cusp of year’s turning
there is nothing new, just what waits
the other side of midnight, affirming
here at the cusp of year’s turning
of a calendar page, young as yearning
but older than life, earlier than dates
here at the cusp of year’s turning
there is nothing new, just what waits

and it waits for something more than spring
to shout out truth birds already know, and sing.

*** This is for Polly and Boomie, who wanted more!

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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18 Responses to Dormancy (reworked into a double triolet with a couplet)

  1. A satisfying conclusion, Susan. I especially like the final line 🙂
    Thank you

  2. Miriam E. says:

    how does someone manage to make something already perfect even more perfect?!
    just look at your work.
    wow.

  3. Rhonda says:

    beautiful…just beautiful

  4. nelle says:

    Nice arrangement…

  5. Ok until I can properly interpret poetry there is only so many times this like button will allow me to hit it. 🙂

    • Jen–there is nothing, absolutely nothing proper about my poetry, and I doubt it would submit to interpretation. Just enjoy the sounds and pictures, and whatever feelings it evokes. Thanks for liking it.

  6. Lucky Polly and Boomie. 🙂

    • Hee, hee. They don’t know how lucky–because I have an aversion to most formed/rhymed poetry, and they asked me to go BACK to this one. But they were right–it needed more.

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