Out in the Noon of Spring


over the morning


like an intensifying dream, the sky


all swoll in the full bright.



birdsong sharpening silvergold


everything young


eyes spark at a new born day.


4 thoughts on “Out in the Noon of Spring

  1. ” all swoll, “birdsong sharpening silver gold,” “eyes spark.” Wow! I love your perfect and concise use of words…. So beautiful!! “Like an intensifying dream….”

    • It was that kind of day, Springy sun-cold colours hyper-real. Silvergold is how I feel birdsong,
      I Remember the first time I heard Dylan’s “bringing it all back home” and it felt blue-silver and shiny and I think that was the first time I experienced sounds as colours.
      I love this weather. The Sun out, but a chill going on.
      I love how you react to specific phrases and words Jeanie.

  2. I’ve heard of people who experience numbers as colors; you may already know it’s called synesthesia. But I never knew you could experience sounds as colors! So I just looked it up to make sure I was spelling it correctly before I wrote it here, and sure enough: “A phenomenon in which one type of stimulation evokes the sensation of another, as the hearing of a sound resulting in the sensation of the visualization of a color.” Cool. I can see how synesthesia would be especially useful to a poet or writer! Or painter!! 🙂

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