Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Young Again by Maureen Sevilla

I know if you hate poetry, you'll hate this ... but I love this poem. It's wild, represents freedom and carefree youth ... and it's nostalgic.

Young Again

By Maureen Sevilla

Between dusk and dawn, we meet
In flowered fields, in forests green
On snowy mountain tops

With butterflies by day and fireflies by night

At the seesaw by the swings
In a small wooden boat
On a speedy Red Flyer

The wind whips beneath arms flying
Capped milk bottles, cold metal crates
And the climbing tree waits --

With perfectly spaced branches


  1. Eliza,

    Please tell Maureen, how much I enjoyed her poem. The graphics also were lovely.


  2. Wow, the speedy red flyer totally takes me back!

    Beautiful imagery and sentiment. The perfectly spaced branches made my heart ache.

  3. Beautiful poem! I could picture it all. Oh, to be young again. :) Thanks for sharing!

  4. Thanks everyone. I appreciate your comments. Don't encourage me too much I may send you more.