Cozy Contemplations - 9. Chapter 9 Ode to Something New, and Visit

49 minutes ago, Bucket1 said:

 

Thank you, B  

The joy a simple flower might bring ... a reminder that there remains beauty and potential in life.

The comfort within the tenuous ghostly embrace of one a once lover ... the dreamings of a more contented time.

pleasures of the world all round if we are willing to see the smallest of gifts that cross your path. i have my own ghosts stopping by for a visit, with time time they become bittersweet. the Visit speaks to me more than Nature

I'm in a melancholy mood today...not really sure why.  Nothing bad has happened, but Visitor reminded me of my late partner...and how I miss even the small things he did which would annoy me at times, along with the moments when he filled my heart with laughter.  I'd give anything for him to put in the tape of 'Caligula' again and replay that scene where he's sitting at the edge of the sea laughing his head off.  Kevin knew that would irk me, but it was yet another time we shared together and bonded...sigh.

You gave me a little bit of Spring wonder when I needed it.  Thank you, my dearest friend.

On 7/1/2017 at 5:18 PM, Parker Owens said:

The rare joy of finding an unexpected gift from the wild bounty of nature is beautifully recounted in Ode.  It is a sense I often feel deeply in the field or woods. 

 

Visit, and the insubstantial visitor it describes, piqued my already primed capacity for melancholy. Memory, desire and so much more are the stuff of dreams, they say. But your words give body to the intangible, and in so doing, haunt me. 

There are those of us more connected with nature because we live amongst its bounty. I remember aching for that connection when living in the city. It's amazing how nature can change our moods and lift us up, with just the smallest, simplest things. A flower, two trees entwined, the sound of the wind through deep and mature forest... there is so much magic... 

There were times I would wake from those memories and dreams that occur in Visit, and I would be a mess... and melancholy would be my companion... for this visit, I embraced what it brought me... time gives us that... thanks, Parker. In time the haunting can have its own sweetness... cheers... Gary....

On 7/1/2017 at 5:22 PM, northie said:

Nature can bring solace, wonderment, pleasure, a feeling of being a part. It's something I take time over, whether it's doing or just observing. I'm glad you feel the same.

My solace, from the time I was a child, has been nature. Growing up on the east coast, there was always a place to escape to just outside my door... it still gives me that same peace. Yes, I do feel the same  ... thank you for the supportive comment... cheers... Gary....

On 7/1/2017 at 5:53 PM, Valkyrie said:

These are lovely, Gary.  Nature is such a balm to soothe the soul and glimpses of it can be found everywhere.  I relate all too well to the second one.   Nicely done.   

Thank you, Val. It's all around us, as you say, but we sometimes take it for granted... Morningstar is my tribute to our earth  ... we are connected....

I expect a lot of us can relate to Visit. I welcomed this one... the first time it didn't crush me... I appreciate you reading and commenting, my friend... cheers... Gary....

On 7/2/2017 at 1:19 AM, mogwhy said:

pleasures of the world all round if we are willing to see the smallest of gifts that cross your path. i have my own ghosts stopping by for a visit, with time time they become bittersweet. the Visit speaks to me more than Nature

Yes... bittersweet is a good word. When enough time passes, the hurt recedes and memories can be enjoyed for what they are... I'm pleased it spoke to you, moggy... cheers... Gary....

On 7/2/2017 at 7:40 PM, ColumbusGuy said:

I'm in a melancholy mood today...not really sure why.  Nothing bad has happened, but Visitor reminded me of my late partner...and how I miss even the small things he did which would annoy me at times, along with the moments when he filled my heart with laughter.  I'd give anything for him to put in the tape of 'Caligula' again and replay that scene where he's sitting at the edge of the sea laughing his head off.  Kevin knew that would irk me, but it was yet another time we shared together and boded...sigh.

You gave me a little bit of Spring wonder when I needed it.  Thank you, my dearest friend.

I'm sorry, CG. But if we don't learn to embrace the memories, we lose something precious. It's okay to be melancholy sometimes. these aches let us know we're alive, and that we were loved. I'm glad Ode gave you something you needed. Nature is always doing that for me, even when I'm fighting with it  ... Thanks, buddy xoxoxo much love... Gary....

I loved your wildflower...to see beauty in such a neglected thing like that of wildflower is a beauty in itself but to actually word in such a lovely manner is beyond words...I think the next time m taking a walk...m definitely going to notice the flowers growing by the side of the street n remember this poem...

Great writing!!

1 hour ago, Aviana said:

I loved your wildflower...to see beauty in such a neglected thing like that of wildflower is a beauty in itself but to actually word in such a lovely manner is beyond words...I think the next time m taking a walk...m definitely going to notice the flowers growing by the side of the street n remember this poem...

Great writing!!

Thanks, Aviana. I'm very connected to nature, and I had never seen this kind of flower before... there ended up being three of them over the next few days, before the buds died off, but I'm hoping they return next year. We should always appreciate what is around us... there is beauty and wonder everywhere. I am thankful you liked this and took the time to comment... cheers... Gary....  

Ode is a precious reminder of my own reliance on the wonders of nature to sooth my soul in times of trouble.  Visit reminded me of a path to love I did not take, but stays with me in my dreams.  Thanks Gary!

3 hours ago, raven1 said:

Ode is a precious reminder of my own reliance on the wonders of nature to sooth my soul in times of trouble.  Visit reminded me of a path to love I did not take, but stays with me in my dreams.  Thanks Gary!

You're welcome, Terry. It gives me great pleasure when my poetry has an effect on a reader. When I am anxious or down, I seek out nature in the smallest ways. Sometimes a weed coming through an old patch of hay can capture my attention and divert my mind from my troubles. I truly believe we need that connection to the earth mother. It is in our genetic makeup to feel a part of this amazing world. 

Visit is the special kind of haunting that we welcome, for it is the soothing kind. I thought these poems belonged together. Cheers, my friend, and thank you.