Andrew Fairchild Poet Free verse

Arboretum1

A New Sun
Shining through leaves...
a golden canopy of Light...

and the calling-after voice
of an insistent mother, rises, instructs,
and dies away

and all of it:  the breeze, the whispers, the passing occasional car, the children's laughter

floods into a montage of sound
that fills... everything!

and I am one man, and everywhere

and I am made, healed, shown
how it was supposed to be...

and... are you here, my Love?

 in the trees
  (will I see you peeking out from behind one)
 in the winds
  (your voice as soft as the stars' voices)
 in the leaves
  (a thousand reflections of a thousand perfect fragments of your face)

I think you must be...
for I am at home among the colors,
and there are children here

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Richard Lamoureux March 18, 2020 at 9:39 AM I enjoyed giving this one another read. ;0)

Richard Lamoureux January 19, 2020 at 2:42 PM This is quite lovely. Andrew Fairchild January 19, 2020 at 4:56 PM How kind of you to say so - Praise God!

CayCay Godwin February 10, 2019 at 8:06 PM You skillfully lived inside many different feels I've known before by bouncing via imagery to another then another .. NOT ONE feel is in this tapestry, but as the poem states a montage of feel that is not unique to you but universally human. TO LAY OUT what others feel but cannot articulate is a great gift to mankind. That's what happened here to me, just now. Thank you! I love it when that happens. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Andrew Fairchild February 10, 2019 at 8:39 PM Thanks! The arboretum is a beautiful place.

Andrea Dietrich January 23, 2019 at 3:31 PM What a magnificent first poetry post this was. This is gorgeous imagery, and the kind of free verse I really enjoy reading, Andrew. Keep up the magic pen! Andrew Fairchild January 23, 2019 at 9:43 PM You're very kind! And Thank YOU for reading it! I wish people could see the real thing! 1200 acres of pure Paradise!

Luke Hobbs December 1, 2018 at 9:25 PM Such a great variety of imagery. My favorite lines were: (your voice as soft as the stars' voices) ... for I am at home among the colors, and there are children here Andrew Fairchild December 1, 2018 at 9:30 PM Thank You! I'm touched that you liked those lines. My lovely wife was a Montessori Teacher, so, I am always reminded of her when children are around.

P.S. Awtry October 27, 2018 at 1:39 AM "calling-after voice"' I like that phrase especially...I can hear it on the wind, almost.... A vivid description. I feel like I am at the park and nature is healing my soul. Andrew Fairchild October 27, 2018 at 2:04 AM Thanks for your kind words! I am glad you had a positive experience, reading it.