A Spring Story

cornoyer_early_spring_in_central_park

Paul Cornoyer, “Early Spring in Central Park,” [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

 

You asked me to dance in the early spring,

on the dark terrace, we kissed in the mist,

I swayed, you held me, and then said goodbye.

 

Time passed, bombs rained, farewell and goodbye.

We sat side by side (again it was spring),

there on the park bench, we kissed in the mist.

 

My vision clouded, I saw through  a mist,

one kiss, you held me, a final goodbye–

sigh, love and glory, our story in spring.

 

In spring mist we loved and said goodbye.

 

This is in response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge.  This week we were to write a Tritina. She explains the form in her post, but it involves repeating three words, as you might have guessed.

My poem comes with a soundtrack. “As Time Goes By” from Casablanca, of course, from which I lifted a few words. But also, Rodgers and Hart’s wonderful, “Where or When, “

Here is Peggy Lee with the Benny Goodman Trio, recorded in December 1941, just after Pearl Harbor.

The painting is from circa 1910, but in my mind they were WWII era lovers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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30 thoughts on “A Spring Story

  1. I like musical references, Merril, and yours are superb. My Mom loved listening to Peggy Lee.
    I like “Casablanca,” but still weep at the ending.
    The couple have their emotional attachment but somehow lose their love for one another. Saying goodbye can be heartbreaking. The poem seems to flow nicely without a pattern which to me is a true testament to the poet and get ability to follow “form” while still feeling “free.” 🙂

    • Well, there was a patterns of sorts, Robin. Three words that get repeated at the end of lines, and I made each line 10 syllables, and tried to make the rhythm work. I’m glad it seemed effortless and that it seems to flow. That’s what I was trying to do. 🙂

  2. Oh, I guess my comment got lost in translation! I think a particular “form” of poetry can sometimes sound “stilted” but it sounded “natural” which is a true testament of you, as the poet to take away the idea if having to follow a form while still doing so. Maybe too hard to explain but hoping you knew I know all kinds of poetic “forms” since my minor was in Literature and my major was Language Arts, teaching middle school poetry was every week, sometimes twice! 🙂

      • Yes, first stint out of BGSU was up in Wood County, Ohio. A sweet principal named Judy Lee, Grand Rapids Elementary in Ohio. I taught sixth grade language arts and wrote at age 23, the spelling list “for the content area” instead of using a spelling book. I was in Master’s classes and the principal and my superintendent were in that course where they said teaching words the children would use from the subjects they were taking was more useful. If 6th graders don’t know their spelling patterns by then, the theory on the “cusp of the 80’s” was, learning isn’t relevant! 🙂
        My ex-husband and I met when 18, married on 7-8-78, I subbed 78-79 school year and was hired June, 1979 and signed teaching contract. I only got to teach one year there. . .
        A long time ago, two moves ago. He couldn’t seem to find job in Toledo so we ended up in Lancaster, Ohio. (Where 60 teachers were laid off! 😦 ) Isn’t it ironic? Not Grand Rapids in Michigan, not Lancaster in Pennsylvania! What I learned in college I still use every day since it keeps my mind active and blogging is fun! I wrote and illustrated four children’s books and stopped sending them out to publishers, in SASE’s, when some never came back. One adult murder mystery is on paper but not at all edited. 🙂
        Well, we were too young and he wasn’t a good daddy nor husband, so I chose where we have lived for 30 years, here in Delaware, Ohio. I moved here in 1986 with three children. (ages 5,3, and 1). We are good friends and I like his present wife a lot.
        My kids live here; while their dad lives in another location. 🙂 I have been a child advocate (battered women’s shelter), Activities Director at nursing home, a substitute for years in all subjects, all levels of schools, a child care provider for seven full years and nine summers. *I loved staying home and watching only five children plus my own three. We had jazz, ballet, soccer, swimming, library, playtime and lots of arts and crafts! Our schedule and calendar was up on the fridge and copied for my three friends who were professionals.
        The last nine years, a nurse at the nursing home took my resume and credentials to a center with multiple levels of disabilities. I did love teaching preschool using Ohio state standards for three to five year olds. My classroom, twice each day, had four typically developing children and eight children with special needs. It was lovely and the best times were had! I had therapy professionals and a teaching asst plus a classroom aide “on my team!”
        Sometime soon, Beth (kinders teacher from Ann Arbor) and I are going to meet this Fall since our paths have been similar, Merril. Mine just took a crooked path. My parents were both professionals and married until my Dad passed away. They made life and love so extra special, I felt that solid core plus two great brothers, so I actually have no regrets! xo It won’t bother me a bit if you just delete this long essay!

  3. Your words and the painting are so beautiful. I know so little about poetry (forms and such). I am going to have to subscribe to Jane Dougherty’s blog so I can learn a bit more.

  4. Pingback: Poetry challenge Spring in the park: the entries – Jane Dougherty Writes

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