Carrie Richards Poet Narrative

Under May's Emerald Sky

Who remembers? Only me?
An emerald morning, the month of May
We'd spread upon a kitchen table 
Paste of flour, fingers nimble, holding  
scissors, rainbow crayons 
Pretty paper doilies folded, then….
Posies, roses folded in 

The memory shrugs so many years away
Where innocence, was cut and shaped
Into bright-sprigged paper cones
Such sweet accomplishments, each our own

Then quickly running out the door
To pick spring beauties, one by one
Fresh Lilly of the Valley, wild wood fern, 
Gathered, heavy on their stems
Sweet and fresh as morning dew, 
So filled with springtime, filled with bloom

Then paper cones were flower filled
Small bouquets of sweet perfume
Then down the dusty road we trudged
Side by side, with grins of pride
No greater pleasure as a child
The thought of bringing someone smiles

Timid knocking on a neighbor's door
Calling “Surprise...Surprise! Look what’s in store!”
Our little legs would run fast, down the road, 
Behind a tree, where we would hide
And watch them find this flower prize
Must not....get caught.....must not get caught!
And we were taught
That bringing light to someone's eyes
Was worth a lot !!
Under Emerald May Day's vibrant skies



For Tracie's Contest: "Flowers or Stones"...."May"
1/17/12

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 21, 2012 at 9:26 PM congrats Carrie on a stupendous win for this wonderful write.. we May babies have it all luv..

Nette Onclaud January 20, 2012 at 2:31 AM a pleaure to read you always, carrie.. my special kudos to you for the placement! :) huggs

Sarah Casey January 19, 2012 at 11:49 PM Congratulations on your win! Well deserved :) If possible could you lend me some/any advice on writing Narrative poems. I've written one but cannot seem to grasp the concept! Thank you, Sarah

Bob Quigley January 19, 2012 at 8:29 AM I love this Carrie. I'm a sucker for nostalgia and you capture it so well in this piece. Congratulations.

Carol Sunshine Brown January 19, 2012 at 7:58 AM Congratulations on the win for your poem in Tracie's "~Flowers or Stones~" contest Carrie. Love, Carol

Debra Squyres January 19, 2012 at 6:58 AM What a sweet story !! So vibrant !! Congrats in placement on the contest !! Well deserved !!

Tim B January 17, 2012 at 8:44 PM A beautiful memory, certainly feels like a warm sunny may afternoon when reading. I like that you light up the different senses with this poem, very vibrant! :)