Spring (Written by Sarah Bennett)
There’s washing on the line and a poem in my heart,
A fullness of joy that’s been in hiding.
Was I the one who sent it away?
There are walks to be had and flowers to plant,
The sun filters through the windows, shining.
A slow, happy day.
Interestingly, I wrote this a week ago (yes, in winter). But it was a day that felt like spring and it was a poem that fell out easily. I was also looking through my collection of poetry, and I have a poem named after each season except for spring, so how could I resist? (You can read Autumn here and Winter here, though I haven’t posted summer on this blog yet.)
As I mentioned in my last post, I am focusing my attention onto a novel, as that’s what I want to have published, but I still want to post poetry here, as it is something that still brings me joy, and I like sharing creative pieces as well as thoughts and ideas. While I am working more seriously on a novel, poetry is still something I love to write, especially in my quiet times with God. I don’t think anyone needs to stick to one form of writing alone.
I hope you can enjoy some slow, happy days, for they are one of the joyful things in life.