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Daydreams (February contest)

Daydreams

We stripped in the rain,
ensnared by Spring’s glow,
eager for a primal kiss.

Moist embraces,
cloudbursts full of pauses,
strum of robust reeds
swaying over pastures.

Cherry blossoms and songbirds
revealed youth’s clumsiness.
Earth’s allure enhanced
our awkward nudity.

As snowdrops triumph
over winter’s reign,
lust sprouted, fumbling,
from our virgin bodies.

In my daydreams, I long for
our irretrievable Spring.

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Thank you, Jerry, for the warm welcome. You recommended Neo Poet to me. Glad you like my poem, although it's very simple. I haven´t posted much yet. All the best to you and your family.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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As has been said; the title is often used, but it seems apt and a good one for this poem.
I am stunned by the beauty of the scene and your words to describe it. My one and only criticism is that I would have used the word raindrops, instead of snowdrops! The poem began as a warm Spring day, led to a wonderous tryst and ended in a remembrance of days and Spring gone by. In order to post for the contest, please put February contest next to the title and if you can find it, there is a drop down menu below, where you choose how to post it; you can find the February contest there too! I know that it is a lot of work to post a poem, but it is helpful to those judging and sorting them out. Thank you for a beautiful poem. ~ Geezer.
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Thank you, Geezer. I mean the flower, snowdrops, but perhaps it's confusing. They are probably the first to appear out of the snow. I'll try to post this poem for the contest. At least I'll put February alongside it, if I can't do it myself. All the best, it's great being here.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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Yes, I mean the flower snowdrops, Alan, you're right. Thanks a lot.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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Thank you, Alan. I'm thinking about a new title. You're right. I'´m glad you enjoy my poem. I'll probably do some tweaking. All the best.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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.....lust sprouted, fumbling,
from our virgin bodies.......

this is my language of and for the modern generation

Let's enjoy early Spring
this time nature does bring
and
reading your virgin poem
all neos spring

Thank you, lovedly, for your words. I'm getting to know my fellow poets gradually, forgive me if I get confused sometimes. I can't seem to post directly into the February contest, but I've changed the title and put February alongside.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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What can I say but wow, a beautiful read Gracy. I love your theme for spring. It is a season to blossom in, and first loves are the ultimate bloomage I feel. The bar is raised

All the best
LG

Thank you, LittleGift. So glad you like it, I may still tweak it a bit. Now I'll read some other poems.

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"My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies; fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends.” – Freddie Mercury

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