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About This Author
My name is Joy, and I love to write.
Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground.
 
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Everyday Canvas
"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself."
CHARLIE CHAPLIN
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
David Whyte
This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts.
March 25, 2024 at 10:15am March 25, 2024 at 10:15am
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Prompt: Five Senses and Spring
Describe something(s) you experience with each of your senses every spring, and/or write about what an ideal spring day could be like.
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Is spring a rebirth and renewal? I should say, yes. This is because spring has bright hues, fragrant blooms, and gentle breezes, although at times, there's a rainstorm or two with a few lightning strikes. This is why a spring day can become a sensory adventure.
As sight is one of the senses, a spring landscape bursts with life and color, from the delicate blossoms of trees to the multicolored wildflowers and roses and other spring blooms. The green on the lawns and all around is lighter and younger than in other seasons.
Where our hearing's concerned, birdsongs and the rustling leaves in the breeze, added to the sound of the brooks and streams make up the spring orchestra. The chorus for this orchestra are the crickets chirping, bees buzzing, and raindrops pattering on the scene, in addition to the arias sung by the birds and other wildlife.
As to my sense of smell, what first comes to my mind is the subtle scent of the rain and the floral scents and aromas of the flowers like lilacs, lilies, and the smell of freshly cut glass.
The sense of touch makes me recall running my fingers through soft velvety petals, the warmth of the sun on my skin, the gentle strokes of the breeze, and the tickle of grass on my bare feet.
The best sense, yet, is the sense of taste, with spring bringing an abundance of fresh flavors such as juicy strawberries and fruits and baby greens and crunchy vegetables in salads adorned with fresh herbs. As I sip a cool glass of lemonade or some herbal tea watching the beauty of spring, I feel revived by its zesty flavors, too.
I think the season of Spring invites me to nature's greatest transformation in the year with the hope that I embrace the promise of new life and beginnings. What can be more tempting than that!
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