Branches spread wide embracing the light
as leaves lay a carpet, soft underfoot.
Such are the sources of my delight
as shadows deepen from light gray to soot.
The cast off bract rustles under my feet.
Small twigs add their sound to the melody
as they fall prey to my striding beat.
Nature's composition to hear and see.
Magical sprinkles dance on bright beams
as my imagination brings fairies to life.
Playing on the light, these gossamer dreams,
scamper about as my fancy runs rife.
Out of verdant shadows, a Norwegian pine
stands tall, its branches like well muscled arms.
It offers a promise, against the skyline,
of climbing and swings among its many charms.
Memories of childhood, a father's warm hand,
as we walked in the forest, a glint in his eyes.
There in a glade, all along he had planned
a child's delight. A wonderful surprise!
Ropes and a seat beckoned to me.
There, in the shadows, a wondrous find.
More than a swing, it held the key
to adventures untold all within my mind.
In this small clearing, dotted in pink
with woodland flowers and blooming dogwood,
I found a world into which I could sink
into the fantasies of my childhood.
The voice of my memories now command
forgotten feelings, the wind rushing past,
the rough feel of hemp tightly grasped in my hand
as I fly through the air. Freedom at last!
Suddenly I'm aware that deep within
fragments of a song whisper of truth.
The words find the lost music, as I begin
to recapture the windsong from my youth.
A flash, like a vision, comes into my mind.
Soaring through cool shadowy air,
I sing of the movement and suddenly find
words and a music that flow like my hair.
Onward and upward my song and I
entwined with the movement deep in the copse
and sing of the pleasures found in the sky
until a crashing sound brings me to a stop.
There in the clearing, disheveled, distraught,
stood a young girl, her dark eyes wild.
She had come to my rescue, without forethought,
lured by the sad cries of a lost child!
"It was my windsong." I cried in protest!
"You call that singing?" was her breathless retort.
And so started a friendship that, in time, has blessed
us each with fond memories and support.
My attention refocuses to the trail that I'm on;
the memories fade like the diminishing light.
Soft flashes in shadows erupt and they're gone.
I know they're the smiles of my childhood sprites.
Author notes
Flash! A memory... of a memory 
Prompt: Close Your Eyes
Picture Credit: http://tfavretto.deviantart.com/art/The-Golden-Trail-1002
No limit
The title refers to both the memory and the person I met
A contest entry
- Close your eyes and tell me what you see, fouth chapter by Meroza.
850 points, ended March 6, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome
Comments
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Oh wow this one is so livid and so amazingly interestingly good! I do like how you made your memorie into a story like poem and such details, everyone knows I love details ^_^
Thank you for entering this and you don't need to luck (welcome to the finalists list
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oh dear.. I thought it would be short
lol. this was really good though. i love the imagery, you really know how to grip a reader with your words.. I truly enjoyed reading, best of luck in the contest.
Angel
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This was very long, but I got into it. Beautifully done!
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I know what you mean
It wasn't supposed to be long... it just sort of grew (LOL). Thank you for the kind comment...
Ken
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this is absolutely beautiful. you did a wonderful job on this piece.
good luck
kat
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Absolutely magical! I adore it... beautifully told.
Magical sprinkles dance on bright beams
as my imagination brings fairies to life.
Playing on the light, these gossamer dreams,
scamper about as my fancy runs rife.
Some stunning stanzas. Well done.
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Such a fine poem that tells a wonderful tale of the woods and a tire swing and all the fun childhood memories bubbling up inside. You did a masterful job.
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Simply beautifully....
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Oh wow this is an awesome poem !!!!
Fantastic imagery...quite a wonderful journey you take the reader on..it's delightful and so very beautiful I thoroughly enjoyed the read.
Thank you for sharing this.
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