Beyond My Back Door
White clouds dot
the ocean blue sky,
hanging by a thread.
Flowers, like the color
of a rainbow, sprout
along green grass.
Trees showing their buds
awake from a winter’s nap.
Birds sing in chorus,
inviting me to join them.
I come home from the park,
leaving the world behind,
only a memory of this day.
Barbara Siekierski is a writer from Swarthmore, PA.
Hello. Barbara! Your poem is a lovely word painting and shows me the wonderful and colorful day you spent enjoying God's paintings and scenery! Your poem is like a breath of prayer that softly echoes in harmony like a soft and beautiful hymn! Sheri
ReplyDeleteBarbara, thank you for a lovely glimpse of spring that warmed my heart. Beautifully written and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing your talent.
ReplyDeleteLove, Charlene
Well-crafted poem. l l enjoyed this piece.
ReplyDeleteI am so ready for Spring, thank you for this word image that entices me to start thinking about seeds and planting. I can hear the Dove and the Mockingbird tuning up. Robert
ReplyDeleteI echo Robert's sentiments! So looking forward to Spring this year. Your beautiful words are paving the way. Lisa
ReplyDeleteHi Barbara, God bless you! I want to thank you for sharing "Beyond My Back Door." I have been thinking and talking to God about my life and things I enjoy, and your poem reflects some of those things, like "coming home from the park and leaving the world behind." It's always the things that are free in life that provide the most joy and happiness. Thanks again for sharing. Continued Blessings.
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Dear Barbara,
ReplyDeleteThose special moments when we are feeling one with nature are among the best memories to hold in our hearts. How we wish we could linger longer and forget the hassles of everyday life. Quite a creative poem with vivid imagery to which everyone can relate. Excellent! Best wishes, Carolyn Devonshire
Thank you, Robert, Dufresne, for the following comment--
ReplyDeleteA bright refreshing litte poem, Barbara. The partaking and awareness of these things you mention are living in the present. That is so important for everyone whether we know it or not. We can never have enough reminders of this truth. There is peace in your poem as there was in the day you experienced it. Thank you.
Bob D
Thank you everyone for your your kind words for Barbara. I will send these comments off to her. I'm glad you enjoyed this poem as much as I did. Barbara, thank you for continuing to share your words for Whispers. Your ongoing support is greatly appreciated. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Karen