Invitation to Poetry: A Celebration of Springtime!

Welcome to the Abbey’s 65th Poetry Party!

Liz RasmussenI select an image and suggest a theme/title and invite you to respond with your own poem. Scroll down and add it in the comments section below. Feel free to take your poem in any direction and then post the image and invitation on your blog (if you have one), Facebook, or Twitter, and encourage others to come join the party!  (If you repost the photo, please make sure to include the credit link below it and link back to this post inviting others to join us).

This month we are celebrating the arrival of springtime in the northern hemisphere (or a springtime of the soul if spring feels far away where you live).

Your invitation is to write an Ode to Springtime or other poetic way of honoring the gifts and call of the season.  Write a poem in celebration of the earth’s and soul’s turning toward the time of blossoming.  Share it below in the comments with the Abbey community.

Photo Credit: “Pink and Sparkly” by Alizabeth Rasmussen of Faith Squared

(please use this credit if you repost this invitation on your blog and link back to the Abbey as well – thank you!)

On Friday, May 10th  I will draw a name at random from those who participate and the winner will receive a signed copy of Eyes of the Heart: Photography as a Christian Contemplative Practice directly from me in Ireland!

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  1. Ode to Springtime

    Season of Easter lilies
    Dancing the Light
    In Thomas gnostic cloud
    A presence of joy
    In the Primordial Light
    “Are you the Light?”
    “We are its children…”
    Bloom, bloom, be peace…

  2. So cold my heart,
    so dark my soul,
    so long contained
    within these winter walls.

    Now perfumed breeze,
    now dappled trees,
    my spirit soars
    to answer springtime’s call.

  3. Sand Castle Builder Refresher Course

    Carrying bucket after bucket
    Of water up the beach.
    Pouring and mixing.
    Patting and molding.
    Perfected down
    To the very last detail.

    Diligently she worked.
    Mapping out the walls.
    Shaping the spires.
    Digging motes.
    Searching for dandelion flags
    And sea shell doors.

    Out of nowhere a wave
    Came crashing in.
    Knocking down the walls.
    Melting the spires.
    Carrying away the dandelions.
    Burying the shells.

    She stood up,
    Dusted off her knees
    Smoothed the sand with her toes
    And ran off to splash
    In the cool water.
    Laughing with joy and abandon.

  4. Spring I hear you calling me
    Your call is like a tender whisper
    Drawing my focus from darkness to light

    I remember your touch on my soul
    Even though it feels like a distant memory
    I so long to know your touch again

    The winter place of my soul needs your beauty
    Open my eyes that I may see your beauty again
    Show me where to look for your buds
    As they are a sign of hope

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