MEADOW GIRL
Your eyes shine bright like rays of morning sun,
your smile sweet as soft rain on summer grass.
How I dream to behold you each day;
Maybe taste those lips with time.
I saw you again this morning in the meadow field,
arms stretched, greeting the sun;
Maybe I could write her a verse, I thought
Although I am no Shakespeare, Donne or Keats.
So I walked down the bluff, to the sea
picked seashells and stones in many colours,
they were exquisite and shone in the light;
I placed them all in a big leaf.
With courage I walked to the Meadow girl and said;
My name is John, would you please accept this gift,
so simple, only pebbles and shells.
They each shine like you.
Thank you John, said the meadow girl,
Would you please sit for a while.
© miriam ivarson
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Miriam… such a beautful and sweet poem that sounds so simple but speaks of things out of this world that can only enter through the heart.
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Thank you Jeff for your lovely comment. I enjoyed writing this from a male’s point of view ( imagined ). A sensitive man. Yet I felt he became very resourceful and if the girl had been me I would have asked him to sit down too. 😊 .
Miriam
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This is both endearing and enchanting, Miriam. A lovely scene you portray so beautifully through your words. 🌼🌼🌼
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Thank you Lauren for your sweet response. Don’t we dream that such scenes would be more of reality. I really enjoyed how this poem came to be.
🌸🦋 .
Miriam
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I think there’s a bit of meadow girl in all of us.
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Thanks Jaqui, you are right and maybe there is a bit of John in many men.
miriam
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Gorgeous, Miriam.
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Thank you Jennifer, I am glad you enjoyed it.
Miriam
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magical shells
in the meadow, Miriam 🙂
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Thanks you David,
Magic created
By a man enthralled
miriam
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comes easy
at such
a sight 🙂
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Flying on the wings of imagination, poetry can create beautiful images and you have done that magic again! Love how this poem unfolds… pure love is so simple!
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Thank you for your beautiful comment Balroop.
Flying on the wings of imagination …., it certainly arrives to you.
I have never tried to force one into being although once it starts
I do my best to aid. 😊 .
I so agree with you, pure love is that simple.
miriam
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Lovely… ❤ Sharing. xo
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Thank you Bette. A joy to share. ❤️ .
Miriam
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Miriam, you capture so well the simple joys that Mother Nature offers us at no charge. To share it with someone else makes the moment more memorable.
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Rosaliene, thanks for your beautiful comment. Yes, the sharing of these
experiences heightens and raises the level of joy.💕 .
miriam
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Gifts of the sea brought to gifts of the meadow. Both enchanting places coming together. This is delightful to realize how sea shells are like flowers.
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JoAnna, thank you for your lovely comment. You are right, they are both gifts of the Earth. John also needed to be imaginative, don’t you think. 😊 .
Miriam
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Oh, yes. 🙂
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Very nice. 🙂
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Thank you, I am glad you liked it.
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Such lovely words, they make me think of simpler times. I think I would have invited John to sit as well.
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Christi, thank you for your response. I think quite a few would invite John
to sit for a while as well.
miriam
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A beautiful poetic love story, Miriam. Of course the girl in the meadow could not resist such a thoughtful gift and I too would ask John to sit awhile! Heartfelt and tender, a poem to lift our spirits and hope in life itself! A joy to see the variety of approaches to your craft, Miriam – you always surprise, delight and inspire. 😀❤️🌺
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Thank you so much Annika for your delightful answer. I am glad you would
have asked John to sit down, he has tried hard to show his enchantment.
Th innocence of them both is what I believe makes you feel give hope in
life itself. To often toughness is celebrated. 💕🌺 .
miriam
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Just Lovely…
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Thank you Lesley! 🌻
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A beautiful, soft almost lyrical poem Miriam, pastoral and romantic. Yet I read a deeper layer, perhaps from a collective subconscious when I read of the shells and pebbles, Aphrodite of course born of the sea, lifted on an open shell, Goddess of love and pebbles, made of the seas tumble and left on land.
I like to think John is of the sea and from amongst the shells he gifts her, there’s one in which she will be able to hear him, and one pebble which when held will enable her to see him, But which ones? Fate will determine whether she finds the right ones.
Great poetry should stimulate both imagination and intellect, I’d say ‘Meadow-Girl’ does exactly that.
Thank you Miriam x
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Nigel, you make my heart sing with your wonderful and rich comment.
You, better than I ever could, see the connection between the meadow and the sea. I got the title and beginning of Meadow girl and then John walks in.
I got stuck, I just couldn’t have him pick a bouquet of flowers.
So, after a while, the bluff and the sea appeared. From there the rest flowed.
Oddly I have a print of the Aphrodite rising in the shell by my bed but didn’t think of it.
Your responses are gifts of encouragement to write….another week….another week.
Thank you Nigel x
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How perfectly lovely! 🙂 🙂 Lucky girl!
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Jo, thank you for your warm and positive comment. Yes, lucky girl and I hope boy. I hope they both find the depth of their feelings.
💕🦋🌸
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This is so sweet! The simplest things can mean the most to others. Well done, Miriam!
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Thank you Julie, it is so true. The simplest things with the right emotion and care behind.
Miriam
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So simple, yet so profound. Very well written.
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Thank you Damyanti for your positive and appreciative comment.
Nice to meet you here.😊 .
Miriam
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Ah, may we all be a Meadow Girl in some sense. I know I am, and I’m lucky. I found my John. Beautiful poem. ❤
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Thank you Pam, may we all be and lucky enough to be found by by a
caring guy. I am so glad you liked it. 💕 .
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A tale to outline and encourage the resourceful nature of ‘love at first encounter’. I want to feel such burgeoning attraction could be start of something honest and lasting. Brave of you, Miriam, to attempt to write as a male, something you manage to carry off with aplomb and sincerity. Not something I would dare to attempt.
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Your comment is both beautiful and deeply thoughtful. Thank you
for that honour Roland. Like you I felt such an attraction could be the start of
something honest and lasting.
I am so glad you felt that me writing from a male point of view felt sincere and
right. John just walked in there, sensitive and imaginative.
Miriam
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Can’t remember if I replied to this message or not.
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You did reply – and very beautifully too. 😊 .
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Beautiful and romantic, Miriam. Love is often expressed in the simplest of gestures and gifts. ❤
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I seem to have been booted off your contact list, and hope this comment replaces me so I don’t miss any more of your posts.
This is a wonderfully sweet story. Don’t we all dream of a love simple and profound, presented to us with a gentle hand and an understanding heart. You reminded me of once when I was young.
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Thank you Sharon for finding me anyway and giving such a beautiful comment.
Obviously I would never ‘boot you out’ , so there must be faults within WordPress. I have had this happen too and by re-following all was restored.
You are so right that so many of us want to feel love like that. Simple and profound and by understanding of each other’s hearts.
I do believe that is so at any age, love doesn’t change. People might.
Miriam
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I just don’t know how you continue to come up with these amazing and thought provoking poems Miriam. You certainly have a gift.
Mike
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Ahh … Mike, thank you for the very sweet compliment.
If it is any good it is a gift, I have so far not written anything that not at least
started on its own volition.
Miriam
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Wonderful poem and thoughts. I pictured it in my mind. 🙂
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Thank you Ron for your lovely comment. I am glad you could visualise
John and Meadow girl. I like to think they might have found something
precious that day. 😊 .
miriam
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I believe so. 🙂
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