May is a Maiden
May is a maiden at home in Garden Valley
A vanity of colourful blossomings and bloom
But sometimes her mind is of the baking sun;
and others fickle with the giggles of snow
Today must be her washing day; for a North
wind blows and the dark skyes hint of rain
5/26/2012
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
I really like it!
"the baking sun" is so nice.
Thank you Twota !
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
tailor,
This is a really good poem. May is awfully fickle in the foothills. You spelled "skies" funny. Anyways, this poem really captures the lightness that this reader associates with May, a maiden who has almost left us now.
And a fine month she was.
J
Thank you Jack of Hearts !
I often spell "sky" as "skye" as a hold-over from an {old} home address on Skye Court B - out in Neo's neck of the woods.
Yes, she is a fine month; I'll miss her. I associate June with swoon (S.F. baseball reference); hope he honors us with compassion.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
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