Treasure Island

Valsa George


The Magic of May


May has arrived, the season of sunshine and rain
Bringing the magic of bright tints in its train
All around are fresh and fair flowers
Peeking out from the foliage and peeping from bowers

In the tranquil bosom of this now beauteous land
An array of varied and glorious sights abound
And how my sauntering gaze labours to trace
The shifting scenes in all their loveliness and grace

Look at the hare bounding away to its covert boroughs
And the pheasant suddenly bursting upon its wings
How the swans playfully glide over the still waters
And the birds in resonating melody charm the woods

There is love in the quickening breath of May
Drowning all Nature in song and mirth’s sway
The whole atmosphere, made electric and gay
The air, so jovial and children are at play

My heart quakes in a rush of exuberant delight
At the memory of something I am unable to relate
My sky is aflame in colours splendid and bright
And I have spun the web of a dream, delicate and sweet

My blood runs in tumultuous flow, warm and fervent
And each heart beat sounds sonorous and vibrant
My lips though silent, longs to tell a tale
Of a moment that still leaves me joyously hale

Drunk in the loveliness of this season of delight
And choked by an inexplicable ache, that is sweet
Here I stand so dazed and distraught
Festering and panting for some coherent utterance!

Submitted: Friday, May 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 20, 2013

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  • Doug Bentley (5/23/2014 1:36:00 AM)

    Just as A leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of stars. so this poem is perennial. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (12/20/2013 2:25:00 AM)

    .........love this poem...if you was here you would feel this way about april
    cause may is to hot....the days of april are so pleasant and mild...it is like
    being in a dream...and you never want to wake up...beautiful write... (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (5/17/2013 3:02:00 PM)

    It sings of Mother Nature so beautifully. Images and metaphors all sweet and tender like month of May. I feels me Wordworthian. I remember his poem 'A Night In June'.I love it, ma'am. (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (5/5/2013 12:58:00 PM)

    rich with words the lines flow like a sweet, gurgling stream taking me with it.deep ink.loved it. (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (5/5/2013 10:14:00 AM)

    May is such a lovely month. Its that bridge between winter and summer. A lovely delightful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Joseph Anderson (5/5/2013 8:52:00 AM)

    A joyful read about natures beauty in May. I loved that last verse and believe you
    came out with very coherent utterances- a poem that should lift one's spirit (Report) Reply

  • Chandra Thiagarajan (5/4/2013 12:07:00 PM)

    You have woven a magic tapestry depicting the wonderful Nature in May at Kerala - -God's own country- The whole poem is a delight to read, particularly the last para 'is more so! ENJOYED, Valsa! (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (5/4/2013 6:36:00 AM)

    Here in India we are blessed because we can enjoy the seasons with our heart's content.A lovely poem on May. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/3/2013 10:43:00 PM)

    A lovely poem. though in India its the Feb & march The spring but in west it is may A lovely season for the Rose dancing lines peeking and peeping strong feminine line indicates delicacy and softness tranquil bosom /Festering and panting for some coherent utterance! nice Valsa A divine providence through the eyes...enjoyable
    almost all the lines are interesting words cleverly chosen and made the poem soft and silky with its feminine nature (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (5/3/2013 9:37:00 AM)

    swan of love play with...
    ''Drunk in the loveliness of this season of delight
    And choked by an inexplicable ache, that is sweet
    Here I stand so dazed and distraught...

    beauty in words of love (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (5/3/2013 9:19:00 AM)

    This poem has made me a bit confused: being a power-failure, & load-shedding sufferer, i can't enjoy May; secondly, being the student (teacher) of literature, i can see the beauty of poetry, so many beautiful phrases and lines have come to this fine result...

    My Favorite lines:

    My sky is aflame in colours splendid and bright
    And I have spun the web of a dream, delicate and sweet


    Here I stand so dazed and distraught
    Festering and panting for some coherent utterance! (Report) Reply

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